Slitherin' Down the Avenues (Official)
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Yo, this track is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me jumpin' to it hard. The lyrics hit different. This tune is the perfect mood for a late night stroll. If you wanna feel that street flow, then you need to 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.
n Through The Streets: Freestyle Session
Yo, last afternoon, we crashed upon a wild freestyle cypher. In an alley , some cats were laying down heat. It was intense . The energy was contagious . I couldn't help but bob my head .
- You know what I'm sayin', some of these lyricists were totally talented.
- Word to your mother, , I was amazed by the flow .
It's dope to see creativity like this. Keep it real , poets! The world needs more of this.
Sneakin' in the Night : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis city be pumped up at night. The lamps cast silhouettes that dance on the pavement. We're a ghost, disappearin' into the night. Keepin' it hush-hush, avoidin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be watchin' every street. 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 hustle hard never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw sound that keeps your soul movin'. It's a story told through lyrics, paintin' pictures of the daily grind.
- Every rhyme 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 bossman dlow kreepin through the streetz place for the soft. But for those who stay true 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 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 wild.
- 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.