Slitherin' Down the Avenues (Official)
Slitherin' Down the Avenues (Official)
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Yo, this vibe is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me movin' to it hard. The lyrics slappin'. This jam is the perfect mood for a late night ride. If you wanna experience that street energy, then better check here out this track.
- For real
- It's fire
The CPC Situation: Ain't No Safety
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 rolled upon a wild freestyle jam . Outdoors , these dudes were dropping heat. It was crazy . The atmosphere was electric . I couldn't help but groove.
- Real talk, , some of these lyricists were straight up gifted .
- No cap, I was impressed by the rhymes.
It's dope to see creativity like this. Keep it strong, poets! The world needs more of this.
Creepin Through : Slidin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis town be buzzin' at night. The streetlights cast silhouettes that dance on the pavement. We're a shadow, blendin' into the night. Keepin' it lowkey, skippin' any hassle. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be watchin' every corner. You never know who or nothin' 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 sunshine walk, this is the real deal. Straight from the streets, where the grind never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw rhythm that keeps your soul movin'. It's a tale told through bars, paintin' pictures of struggle.
- Every rhyme got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We rollin' 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 belong.
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 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.