GAME 7
woadah
Pre-Cleared
But Woadah’s ambition didn’t stop at the mic. Driven by a relentless pursuit of excellence, he expanded his craft from performer to composer and engineer.
From dramatic, emotional scenes and explosive sports highlights to serene children’s jingles, Woadah’s sound isn’t just heard it’s experienced. Drawing on real-life emotion, Woadah crafts music that pulls the story off the screen and brings every visual moment to life. With a catalog ranging from sweeping classical pieces and contemporary romance ballads to electrifying country anthems, he masterfully creates the perfect atmosphere for any project.
Whether it’s the adrenaline of a game-winning play, the intimacy of a love scene, or the whimsy of a family moment, Woadah’s compositions are more than background they're the heartbeat of the story. His live instrumentation and bold production elevate each project, while a proven sync resume backs up his promise: tracks featured on major platforms like MTV, ESPN’s “First Take,” NFL broadcasts, and VH1 speak to the impact and authenticity he brings.
For commercial ads, TV, film trailers, and beyond, Woadah doesn’t just deliver music he ignites emotion, captures realism, and gives every audience the feeling they thirst for.
ISRC
QZNN22597907
Custom Track ID
ruPnWSNxCAKT
Composers
isiah T paulin (ASCAP) 100.00%
Original Publishers
business crooks organized (ASCAP) 100.00%
Master Owners
isiah T paulin 100.00%
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Composer
woadah
Lyrics
Crowd loud
Cameras flash
Chalk dust
Heart crash
Lace up tight, last huddle at the logo
Coach talk short, I’m locked in slow-mo
Sweat on my palms, gold net in my vision
Scoreboard tied, that’s a whole lotta tension
Legends on the floor seats, ice on they wrists
But they eyes on the court, they can’t miss this
Mom in the rafters with her homemade sign
Take that shot, boy, this your time
Ball boy bounce me the rock, I feel weight
Of every early morning, every late break
Sneaks leave squeaks in the paint like a track
One deep breath, crowd leanin’ all back
I want the ring, let the whole crowd sing
Every heartbeat sound like a drumline swing
For the city, for the name on my back
For the nights I was shootin’ on a cracked up blacktop
I want the ring, someone cue that dream
Whole world watchin’ while I chase this thing
When the lights go down and the clock hits zero
I’ma walk off that floor as a hometown hero
Point guard daps me, You know what it is
Says nothing after that, but I catch that drift
Crossover tight like a knot in my chest
Defender in my jersey but I live for the test
Spin move, lane open, big man slides
Euro through space, hear the crowd rise
Whistle stay quiet, contact heavy
Float it off glass, hands stay steady
Timeout, final play, nine ticks on the board
Coach draws lines like a map to the Lord
Last look yours, we gon’ clear that side
Team all nod, you can feel that pride
Step to the stripe, see legends on the baseline
Nods from the greats, Kid, this your headline
Clock start, ball in, crowd start a slow chant
Can’t hear words, but I feel what they all want
I want the ring, let the whole crowd sing
Every heartbeat sound like a drumline swing
For the city, for the name on my back
For the nights I was shootin’ on a cracked up blacktop
I want the ring, someone cue that dream
Whole world watchin’ while I chase this thing
When the lights go down and the clock hits zero
I’ma walk off that floor as a hometown hero
Hands up high, feel the rumble in the seats
Ten, nine, eight, that thunder in my feet
Pull back, step back, silence in my head
Crowd hold breath while the ball hangs red
Arc so clean, I could write my name in it
Net snap loud, whole world came with it
Squad runnin’ at me, confetti in the air
Tears in my eyes but I don’t even care
I want the ring, let the whole crowd sing
Every heartbeat sound like a drumline swing
For the city, for the name on my back
For the nights I was shootin’ on a cracked up blacktop
I want the ring, someone cue that dream
Whole world watchin’ while I chase this thing
When the lights go down and the clock hits zero
I’ma walk off that floor as a hometown hero