Kreepin Thru the Streetz (Official)
Kreepin Thru the Streetz (Official)
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Yo, this vibe is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me groovin' to it hard. The lyrics are sick. This jam is the perfect vibes for a late night stroll. If you wanna get that street energy, then you need to this track.
- Straight up
- It's fire
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 kreepin through the streets wizz 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 night , we rolled upon a wild freestyle jam . In an alley , these dudes were spitting heat. It was off the hook. The vibes was electric . I couldn't help but tap my feet .
- You know what I'm sayin', some of these MCs were straight up skilled .
- Word to your mother, , I was blown away by the rhymes.
It's always good to see talent like this. Keep it strong, poets! The world needs more of this.
Creepin Through : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis town be alive at night. The flickerin' bulbs cast long shapes that dance on the concrete. I'm a phantom, blendin' into the night. Keepin' it hush-hush, dodgin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be watchin' every intersection. You never know who or what be lurkin' in the shadows. It's a wild world out here, but that's just how we do things.
The Hustler's Anthem: Livin' Life Hard
Yo, this ain't no dreamland, this is the real deal. Straight from the hood, where the hustle never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw sound that keeps your feet tappin'. 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 grind 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 dazzling 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 trippy.
- 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.