Slitherin' Down the Avenues (Official)
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Yo, this vibe is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me groovin' to it hard. The lyrics are sick. This song is the perfect vibes for a late night cruise. If you wanna feel that street vibe, then yo gotta this track.
- For real
- It's fire
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 Kreepin Through The Streetz .
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 night , we stumbled upon a wild freestyle session . Outdoors , a crew were dropping heat. It was off the hook. The vibes was electric . I couldn't help but bob my head .
- Let me tell you, , some of these lyricists were undeniably skilled .
- Word to your mother, , I was impressed by the flow .
It's refreshing to see talent like this. Keep it real , crews ! The world needs more of this.
Creepin Through : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis jungle be buzzin' at night. The streetlights cast silhouettes that dance on the sidewalk. We're a phantom, blendin' into the night. Keepin' it hush-hush, skippin' any hassle. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be watchin' every intersection. You never know who or somethin' be lurkin' in the deep end. It's a different world out here, but that's just how we live.
G-Flow: Crepin On The Blocks
Yo, this ain't no fairy tale, this is the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the grind never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw rhythm that keeps your feet tappin'. It's a tale told through lyrics, 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 soft. 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 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.