[Intro – slow build] (boom… clap… boom-boom, clap) Yeah… Santiago lights, we rise… Madrid in our veins, forever we shine… A Jay on this track Hala Madrid [Chorus – melodic] White shirts glowing in the stadium light, Crowd goes wild every matchday night, From the first whistle—yeah, we don’t lose sight, Real Madrid, we were born to fight. (Ohhh, Los Blancos, take flight…) [Verse 1] Passing like poetry, magic on feet, History written on European streets, Legends on the pitch, never accept defeat, Every heartbeat drums to that Madrid beat. (boom, clap—boom, clap) [UK Rap – grime flow] (du-du-du, clap — du-du-du, clap) Yo, step in the game, that pressure’s cold, But Madrid don’t fold—we break that mold, Future’s bright, but the story’s old, Trophies stacked like bars of gold. Top of the league—yeah, that’s routine, White so clean, it’s a winning machine, Fans worldwide—same big dream, Champions born, not made by the scene. (skrr—kick, clap) [Chorus – repeat stronger] White shirts glowing in the stadium light, Crowd goes wild every matchday night, From the first whistle—yeah, we don’t lose sight, Real Madrid, we were born to fight. White dynasty, we own the night, Madrid on our chest — future’s bright, Alonso’s plan, stars ignite, Los Blancos rise, ready to fight. (Yeah… Madrid for life) [Verse 1] Courtois in goal, fortress in the centre, Lunin backup, cool when the pressure enters. Carvajal, Trent — full-back revolution, Alexander-Arnold waves that cross-field injection.  Militão, Alaba — rock-solid defense, Huijsen young but steady, future immense.  Garcia, Carreras, left wing locked tight, Backline strong from day into night. [Verse 2] Midfield rhythm — Valverde’s charge so wild, Tchouaméni holds strong, always on guard.  Güler brings the spark, vision like a child, Ceballos calm, playmaker unstyled. We got youth and grit, in every pass we trust, Every step forward — real gold, no dust. [Rap Bridge] (du-du, clap — du-du, clap) Xabi Alonso calling the shots, Strategy sharp, tying up the knots.  He builds from the ground — foundations strong, New chapter, new vibe, this team’s where we belong. Vinícius flying, Mbappé breaking lines, Rodrygo dancing past defenders in prime time.  Mastantuono rising, youth in his eyes, Gonzalo García grinding, ready to surprise.  [Verse 3] Veterans speak — Carvajal leads the crew, Modrić gone, but history in every move. We got ambition in youth, experience in souls, We chase titles, trophies — collecting gold goals. Alonso’s mind unmatched, tactics on display, Bernabéu roars back, every single game day. [Hook — repeat] White dynasty, we own the night, Madrid on our chest — future’s bright, Alonso’s plan, stars ignite, Los Blancos rise, ready to fight. [Outro – calm] (boom… clap… boom… clap) Madrid forever—remember the name… The crown stays shining, never tamed…
