Slitherin' Down the Avenues (Official)
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Yo, this track is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me groovin' to it hard. The lyrics hit different. This song is the perfect mood for a late night stroll. If you wanna feel that street energy, then you need to this track.
- No cap
- 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 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 afternoon, we rolled upon a wild freestyle cypher. In an alley , some cats were laying down fire . It was intense . The atmosphere was electric . I couldn't help but bob my head .
- You know what I'm sayin', some of these lyricists were straight up gifted .
- For real, , I was impressed by the rhymes.
It's always good to see talent like this. Keep it strong, poets! The world needs more of this.
Shadow Walkin' : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis jungle be pumped up at night. The streetlights cast shadows that dance on the sidewalk. You're a phantom, disappearin' into the darkness. Keepin' it hush-hush, skippin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every intersection. You never know who or somethin' be lurkin' in the shadows. It's a wild world out here, but website that's just how we do things.
Ghetto Flow: Kreepin Through The Streetz
Yo, this ain't no dreamland, this is the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the hustle hard never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw sound that keeps your head noddin'. It's a journey told through bars, paintin' pictures of the daily grind.
- Every rhyme got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We creepin' through these streets, eyes open wide, hearts beatin' fast. This ain't no place for the soft. But for those who hustle to their roots, this is where we make a stand.
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 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.