Yo, this joint is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me movin' to it hard. The lyrics hit different. This tune is the perfect mood for a late night cruise. If you wanna experience that street vibe, then yo gotta 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 here 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 crashed upon a wild freestyle cypher. Outdoors , a crew were laying down heat. It was crazy . The energy was undeniable. I couldn't help but tap my feet .
- You know what I'm sayin', some of these rappers were straight up skilled .
- Word to your mother, , I was amazed by the delivery .
It's dope to see talent like this. Keep it strong, artists ! The world needs more of this.
Creepin Through : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis jungle be alive at night. The flickerin' bulbs cast long shapes that dance on the sidewalk. You're a ghost, disappearin' into the gloom. Keepin' it hush-hush, avoidin' any hassle. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be watchin' every corner. You never know who or nothin' be lurkin' in the shadows. It's a crazy world out here, but that's just how we do things.
Ghetto Flow: Kreepin Through The Streetz
Yo, this ain't no fairy tale, this is the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the hustle never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw beat that keeps your head noddin'. It's a story told through verses, paintin' pictures of life.
- Every rhyme 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 stay true to their roots, this is where we belong.
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 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 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.