Yo, this track is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me movin' to it hard. The lyrics hit different. This tune is the perfect atmosphere for a late night ride. If you wanna feel that street flow, then you need to this track.
- No cap
- This one's a banger
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.
n Through The Streets: Freestyle Session
Yo, last evening , we crashed upon a wild freestyle session . In an alley , a crew were laying down fire . It was intense . The energy was contagious . I couldn't help but groove.
- Let me tell you, , some of these lyricists were totally gifted .
- Word to your mother, , I was amazed by the rhymes.
It's refreshing to see talent like this. Keep it strong, crews ! The world needs more of this.
Shadow Walkin' : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis jungle be alive at night. The flickerin' bulbs cast shadows that dance on the concrete. You're a phantom, disappearin' into the night. Keepin' it hush-hush, skippin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be watchin' every corner. You never know who or somethin' be lurkin' in the darkness. It's a wild world out here, but that's just how we roll.
The Hustler's Anthem: Livin' Life Hard
Yo, this ain't no dreamland, this is the real deal. Straight from the check here gutters, where the hustle hard never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw rhythm that keeps your head noddin'. It's a tale told through lyrics, paintin' pictures of the daily grind.
- Every rhyme got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We rollin' through these avenues, eyes open wide, hearts beatin' fast. This ain't no place for the faint of heart. But for those who survive to their roots, this is where we belong.
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 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.