Kreepin Thru the Streetz (Official)
Kreepin Thru the Streetz (Official)
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Yo, this track is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me groovin' to it hard. The lyrics are sick. This song is the perfect mood for a late night stroll. If you wanna experience that street flow, then you need to this track.
- Straight up
- Gotta listen to it
CPC Jumpout: Streetz Ain't Safe No More
Yo, listen up. These 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 afternoon, we crashed upon a wild freestyle cypher. In an alley , some cats were spitting fire . It was off the hook. The energy was undeniable. I couldn't help but tap my feet .
- You know what I'm sayin', some of these lyricists were straight up talented.
- Word to your mother, , I was impressed by the rhymes.
It's always good to see creativity like this. Keep it up , poets! The world needs more of this.
Sneakin' in the Night : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis jungle be buzzin' at night. The flickerin' bulbs cast silhouettes that dance on the pavement. I'm a phantom, blendin' into the gloom. Keepin' it lowkey, dodgin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every corner. You never know who or nothin' be lurkin' in the shadows. It's a wild world out here, but that's just how we do things.
G-Flow: Crepin On The Blocks
Yo, this ain't no sunshine walk, this is the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the grind never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw sound that keeps your head noddin'. It's a tale told through verses, paintin' pictures here of the daily grind.
- Every word got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We creepin' through these blocks, eyes open wide, hearts beatin' fast. This ain't no place for the faint of heart. 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 wild.
- 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.