Underneath the African sun, where the rhythm comes alive,
Streets alive with movement, in every single stride.
From Lagos to Accra, the beat is in the air,
Urban vibes, a dance so free, a feeling we all share.

Feel the sway, feel the sway,
In the heart of the city, where the night turns to day.
From the townships to the streets, the rhythm is our guide,
In this urban dance, where cultures collide.

Afrobeat in the city lights,
Dancing through the African nights.
In every step, a story unfolds,
Urban rhythm, a tale retold.

Drums echoing in the street, like a heartbeat of the town,
Bodies moving to the groove, in every corner, all around.
From the afro hair to the vibrant attire,
In this urban dance, we find our own fire.

Feel the sway, feel the sway,
In the heart of the city, where the night turns to day.
From the townships to the streets, the rhythm is our guide,
In this urban dance, where cultures collide.

Afrobeat in the city lights,
Dancing through the African nights.
In every step, a story unfolds,
Urban rhythm, a tale retold.

Underneath the neon lights, the dancefloor's alive,
A fusion of traditions, where cultures all survive.
From the old to the new, the steps intertwine,
In this urban dance, our spirits align.

In the movement, in the flow, a celebration we proclaim,
A dance that transcends, a universal flame.
From the afro-centric vibes to the hip-hop beats,
In this urban dance, our rhythm repeats.

Feel the sway, feel the sway,
In the heart of the city, where the night turns to day.
From the townships to the streets, the rhythm is our guide,
In this urban dance, where cultures collide.

Afrobeat in the city lights,
Dancing through the African nights.
In every step, a story unfolds,
Urban rhythm, a tale retold.

As the night fades into dawn, the rhythm still remains,
In this urban dance, where unity sustains.
Afrobeat in the city lights, a dance that never ends,
In the heartbeat of Africa, where every soul transcends.