Blow Your Horn

[Verse]
Golden lips spit brass, trumpet screaming,
Sax in the back, steady scheming.
Drums knock, heart beats double-time,
Horns cut sharp, razor-edge rhyme.

[Chorus]
Blow your horn, let it ring,
Melody’s a crown, I'm the king.
Blow your horn, loud and proud,
Trumpet wails, move the crowd.

[Verse 2]
Notes ricochet off city walls,
Rhythm bounces, echoes in halls.
My flow syncopated, groove so tight,
Trumpet lights up the blackest night.

[Bridge]
Valves click, breath turns to gold,
Stories untold, rhythms unfold.
Bassline rumbles, low and deep,
Trumpet whispers, secrets to keep.

[Chorus]
Blow your horn, let it ring,
Melody’s a crown, I'm the king.
Blow your horn, loud and proud,
Trumpet wails, move the crowd.