Kreepin Thru the Streetz (Official)
Kreepin Thru the Streetz (Official)
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Yo, this vibe is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me groovin' to it hard. The lyrics slappin'. This song is the perfect atmosphere for a late night stroll. If you wanna get that street vibe, then yo gotta this track.
- Straight up
- Gotta listen to it
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 cypher. In an alley , some cats were spitting fire . It was off the hook. The energy was undeniable. I couldn't help but bob my head .
- You know what I'm sayin', some of these lyricists were straight up gifted .
- No cap, I was blown away by the rhymes.
It's always good to see passion like this. Keep it strong, artists ! The world needs more of this.
Creepin Through : Slidin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis town be pumped up at night. The lamps cast silhouettes that dance on the sidewalk. We're a ghost, blendin' into the night. Keepin' it lowkey, avoidin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every corner. You never know who or what be lurkin' in the shadows. It's a crazy world out here, but that's just how we roll.
The Hustler's Anthem: Livin' Life Hard
Yo, this ain't no sunshine walk, this is the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the grind never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw beat that keeps your soul movin'. It's a story told through verses, 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 soft. But for those who grind to their roots, this is where we belong.
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 here 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.