Kreepin Thru the Streetz (Official)
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Yo, this track is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me jumpin' to it hard. The lyrics are sick. This tune is the perfect atmosphere for a late night stroll. If you wanna feel that street flow, then better check out this track.
- For real
- It's fire
The CPC Situation: Ain't No Safety
Yo, listen up. These get more info days/Nowadays/Nowadays, the streets/this concrete jungle/these blocks ain't safe no more. It's like a warzone/straight outta hell/total chaos out there. Every corner you turn, somethin' wild is goin' down/gonna happen/could pop off. You gotta watch your back/be careful who you trust/keep it ???? cuz anybody could be a threat/you never know who's for real/playin'/bout that life .
It's sad/That's the truth/Ain't no joke that we gotta live like this/to constantly be on guard/like it's do or die. We deserve better/need to change this situation/gotta find a way out.
Crawl The Streets: Freestyle Session
Yo, last evening , we rolled upon a wild freestyle session . Outdoors , these dudes were laying down bombs . It was crazy . The vibes was electric . I couldn't help but bob my head .
- You know what I'm sayin', some of these lyricists were undeniably skilled .
- No cap, I was amazed by the delivery .
It's refreshing to see passion like this. Keep it real , poets! The world needs more of this.
Shadow Walkin' : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis town be buzzin' at night. The streetlights cast shadows that dance on the sidewalk. We're a shadow, blendin' into the darkness. Keepin' it hush-hush, avoidin' any trouble. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be observin' every corner. You never know who or somethin' be lurkin' in the darkness. It's a crazy world out here, but that's just how we do things.
Ghetto Flow: Kreepin Through The Streetz
Yo, this ain't no fairy tale, this is the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the hustle hard never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw rhythm that keeps your head noddin'. It's a tale told through verses, paintin' pictures of the daily grind.
- Every rhyme got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We rollin' through these blocks, eyes open wide, hearts beatin' fast. This ain't no place for the weak. But for those who stay true to their roots, this is where we belong.
Gloomy Streets, Electric Dreams: Kreepin' Through The Streetz
Yo, check it. The/This/That night be fallin' quick, but the city's still bumpin'. Lights are blazin', reflectin'/flashin'/shimmerin' off the/each/every puddle like a million sparklin' diamonds. Walkin'/Cruisin'/Strollin' down these streets, you can feel the energy/vibe/pulsation in the air, like/almost like/sort of like a heartbeat. It's intense/electric/charged, man. Gotta keep your eyes/head/mind on the/your/its prize, cuz this concrete jungle can be a/some/total wild ride.
You/We/I gotta watch/stay/look out for the shady characters, the ones hidin' in the/these/those shadows. They be lookin' to take/steal/score. But/Yet/Still, there's beauty in this darkness too, you know? The way the/a/some streetlights paint the/everything/your face, like/almost like/sort of like a masterpiece. It's surreal.
- Sometimes/Every now and then/ A few times/Occasionally, you see a soul/someone/a figure just standin' there, watchin' the world go by. Like they're lost/in thought/thinkin' about somethin' deep. Maybe they got a story to tell, a secret to keep.
- Maybe/Who knows/ maybe that's what makes these city streets so fascinatin'/intriguin'/captivatin'. Every/All/Each corner holds a mystery, a new adventure waitin' to be discovered.