Yo, this joint is straight fire. click here The beat be bumpin', got me groovin' to it hard. The lyrics are sick. This song is the perfect mood for a late night cruise. If you wanna experience that street energy, then better check out this track.
- For real
- 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 evening , we stumbled upon a wild freestyle session . At the park, some cats were spitting fire . It was intense . The energy was contagious . I couldn't help but groove.
- Let me tell you, , some of these lyricists were totally skilled .
- Word to your mother, , I was blown away by the flow .
It's dope 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 flickerin' bulbs cast silhouettes that dance on the concrete. We're a phantom, disappearin' into the darkness. Keepin' it hush-hush, avoidin' any trouble. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be observin' every intersection. 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.
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 never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw beat that keeps your head noddin'. It's a tale told through verses, paintin' pictures of the daily grind.
- Every word got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We creepin' through these streets, eyes open wide, hearts beatin' fast. This ain't no place for the soft. But for those who survive to their roots, this is where we make a stand.
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 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.