Creepin' Through the Streets (Official)
Creepin' Through the Streets (Official)
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Yo, this joint is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me jumpin' to it hard. The lyrics are sick. This tune is the perfect atmosphere for a late night ride. If you wanna experience that street vibe, then better check out this track.
- Straight up
- It's fire
CPC Jumpout: Streetz Ain't Safe No More
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 jam . Outdoors , a crew were spitting fire . It was crazy . The energy was undeniable. I couldn't help but groove.
- Let me tell you, , some of these lyricists were straight up gifted .
- For real, , I was impressed by the delivery .
It's refreshing to see passion like this. Keep it real , artists ! The world needs more of this.
Sneakin' in the Night : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis jungle be pumped up at night. The streetlights cast silhouettes that dance on the sidewalk. You're a phantom, disappearin' into the night. Keepin' it lowkey, avoidin' any hassle. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every intersection. You never know who or somethin' be lurkin' in the deep end. It's a different world out here, but that's just how we do things.
G-Flow: Crepin On The Blocks
Yo, this ain't no fairy tale, this is the real deal. Straight from the streets, where the hustle hard never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw sound that keeps your soul movin'. It's a story told through bars, paintin' pictures of struggle.
- Every word got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We walkin' through these blocks, 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.
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 dazzling 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 here 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.