Creepin' Through the Streets (Official)
Creepin' Through the Streets (Official)
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Yo, this track is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me jumpin' to it hard. The lyrics slappin'. This jam is the perfect mood for a late night stroll. If you wanna feel that street flow, then yo gotta this track.
- Straight up
- It's fire
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 stumbled upon a wild freestyle session . In an alley , a crew were dropping heat. It was intense . The atmosphere was contagious . I couldn't help but bob my head .
- Real talk, , some of these lyricists were undeniably talented.
- For real, , I was impressed by the rhymes.
It's refreshing to see creativity like this. Keep it real , poets! The world needs more of this.
Sneakin' in the Night : Kreepin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis city be alive at night. The streetlights cast long shapes that dance on the sidewalk. We're a ghost, disappearin' into the night. Keepin' it lowkey, dodgin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be watchin' every street. You never know who or nothin' be lurkin' in the deep end. It's a different world out here, but that's just how get more info we live.
Ghetto Flow: Kreepin Through The Streetz
Yo, this ain't no dreamland, this is the real deal. Straight from the hood, where the grind never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw rhythm 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 rollin' 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 find our home.
Creeping Shadows, Neon Glow: 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.