Yo, this joint is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me jumpin' to it hard. The lyrics hit different. This song is the perfect mood for a late night ride. If you wanna get that street vibe, then you need to 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.
Crawl The Streets: Freestyle Session
Yo, last night , we stumbled upon a wild freestyle jam . Outdoors , a crew were laying down fire . It was intense . The atmosphere was electric . I couldn't kreepin through the streets golden boy help but bob my head .
- Let me tell you, , some of these lyricists were undeniably talented.
- Word to your mother, , I was impressed by the rhymes.
It's refreshing to see passion like this. Keep it strong, artists ! The world needs more of this.
Shadow Walkin' : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis city be buzzin' at night. The flickerin' bulbs cast silhouettes that dance on the sidewalk. I'm a phantom, disappearin' into the darkness. Keepin' it lowkey, dodgin' any trouble. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every intersection. You never know who or what be lurkin' in the darkness. It's a crazy world out here, but that's just how we roll.
Ghetto Flow: Kreepin Through The Streetz
Yo, this ain't no dreamland, this is the real deal. Straight from the hood, 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 rollin' through these blocks, eyes open wide, hearts beatin' fast. This ain't no place for the faint of heart. But for those who grind to their roots, this is where we find our home.
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 tiny 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 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.