Yo, this joint is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me jumpin' to it hard. The lyrics hit different. This jam is the perfect atmosphere for a late night ride. If you wanna feel that street vibe, then yo gotta this track.
- No cap
- 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.
Crawl The Streets: Freestyle Session
Yo, last night , we crashed upon a wild freestyle cypher. In an alley , these dudes were dropping fire . It was off the hook. The energy was contagious . I couldn't help but bob my head .
- You know what I'm sayin', some of these rappers were totally skilled .
- No cap, I was blown away by the flow .
It's always good to see passion like this. Keep it up , poets! The world needs more of this.
Creepin Through : Slidin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis city be buzzin' at night. The flickerin' bulbs cast long shapes that dance on the sidewalk. We're a phantom, blendin' into the night. Keepin' it hush-hush, avoidin' any trouble. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every street. You never know who or somethin' be lurkin' in the deep end. It's a wild world out here, but that's just how we do things.
Ghetto Flow: Kreepin Through The Streetz
Yo, this ain't no dreamland, 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 feet tappin'. It's a tale told through lyrics, paintin' pictures of struggle.
- Every verse got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We rollin' through these read more avenues, eyes open wide, hearts beatin' fast. This ain't no place for the weak. 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 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 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.