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 jam is the perfect atmosphere for a late night ride. If you wanna get that street energy, then you need to this track.
- For real
- Gotta listen to it
The CPC Situation: Ain't No Safety
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.
Creepin' The Streets: Freestyle Session
Yo, last afternoon, we crashed upon a wild freestyle jam . At the park, a crew were spitting bombs . It was intense . The energy was undeniable. I couldn't help but bob my head .
- Let me tell you, , some of these lyricists were straight up gifted .
- Word to your mother, , I was impressed by the rhymes.
It's refreshing to see talent like this. Keep it strong, artists ! The world needs more of this.
Shadow Walkin' : Slidin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis town be buzzin' at night. The flickerin' bulbs cast shadows that dance on the concrete. You're a phantom, vanishin' into the night. Keepin' it lowkey, skippin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every corner. You never know who or nothin' be lurkin' in the deep end. It's a crazy world out here, but that's just how we live.
G-Flow: Crepin On The Blocks
Yo, this ain't no fairy tale, this is the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the hustle never CPC Jumpout sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw sound that keeps your soul movin'. It's a story told through bars, paintin' pictures of life.
- 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 survive to their roots, this is where we find our home.
Dark Nights, City Lights: 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.