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 movin' to it hard. The lyrics hit different. This tune is the perfect atmosphere for a late night cruise. If you wanna get that street flow, then better check out this track.
- No cap
- This one's a banger
What the CPC: Streets Be Wildin'
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.
Kreepin' The Streets: Freestyle Session
Yo, last night , we stumbled upon a wild freestyle session . Outdoors , some cats were laying down heat. It was crazy . The atmosphere was contagious . I couldn't help but groove.
- Real talk, , some of these MCs were straight up skilled .
- For real, , I was amazed by the delivery .
It's refreshing to see passion like this. Keep it up , poets! The world needs more of this.
Creepin Through : Slidin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis jungle be pumped up at night. The lamps cast long shapes that dance on the concrete. You're a phantom, disappearin' into the gloom. Keepin' it hush-hush, avoidin' any trouble. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every corner. You never know who or somethin' be lurkin' in the deep end. It's a different world out here, but that's just how we live.
The Hustler's Anthem: Livin' Life Hard
Yo, this ain't no dreamland, this is the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the hustle website never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw sound that keeps your soul movin'. It's a tale told through bars, paintin' pictures of the daily grind.
- Every verse got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We rollin' through these avenues, eyes open wide, hearts beatin' fast. This ain't no place for the soft. But for those who survive to their roots, this is where we make a stand.
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 tiny 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.