Yo, this joint is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me movin' to it hard. The lyrics slappin'. 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
- 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.
n Through The Streets: Freestyle Session
Yo, last afternoon, we rolled upon a wild freestyle session . At the park, a crew were laying down bombs . It was crazy . The atmosphere was undeniable. I couldn't help but tap my feet .
- You know what I'm sayin', some of these lyricists were totally gifted .
- For real, , I was amazed by the flow .
It's refreshing to see talent like this. Keep it real , poets! The world needs more of this.
Sneakin' in the Night : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis town be pumped up at night. The lamps cast shadows that dance on the sidewalk. We're a ghost, vanishin' into the darkness. Keepin' it on the DL, website skippin' any trouble. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be observin' every intersection. You never know who or what be lurkin' in the deep end. It's a wild world out here, but that's just how we roll.
Ghetto Flow: Kreepin Through The Streetz
Yo, this ain't no fairy tale, 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 verses, paintin' pictures of struggle.
- Every word 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 stay true 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 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 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.