Yo, this track is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me movin' to it hard. The lyrics are sick. This song is the perfect mood for a late night stroll. If you wanna get that street vibe, then better check out this track.
- No cap
- 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 evening , we rolled upon a wild freestyle jam . Outdoors , these dudes were dropping bombs . It was intense . The vibes was electric . I couldn't help but bob my head .
- You know what I'm sayin', some of these lyricists were straight up skilled .
- No cap, I was blown away by the rhymes.
It's dope to see talent 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 lamps cast shadows that dance on the concrete. We're a phantom, vanishin' into the night. Keepin' it hush-hush, avoidin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every intersection. You never know website who or somethin' 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 hood, where the grind never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw beat that keeps your head noddin'. It's a tale told through lyrics, paintin' pictures of struggle.
- 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 soft. But for those who grind to their roots, this is where we belong.
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 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.