Slitherin' Down the Avenues (Official)
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Yo, this joint is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me movin' to it hard. The lyrics are sick. This tune is the perfect vibes for a late night cruise. If you wanna feel that street energy, then better check out this track.
- For real
- Gotta listen to it
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.
n Through The Streets: Freestyle Session
Yo, last evening , we rolled upon a wild freestyle jam . In an alley , some cats were dropping bombs . It was off the hook. The atmosphere was electric . I couldn't help but groove.
- Let me tell you, , some of these lyricists were straight up talented.
- For real, , I was amazed by the rhymes.
It's always good to see talent like this. Keep it strong, poets! The world needs more of this.
Shadow Walkin' : Slidin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis jungle be alive at night. The flickerin' bulbs cast shadows that dance on the pavement. We're a shadow, disappearin' into the darkness. Keepin' it lowkey, skippin' any hassle. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every corner. You never know who or somethin' be lurkin' in the shadows. It's a different world out here, but that's just how we live.
Ghetto Flow: Kreepin Through The Streetz
Yo, this ain't no sunshine walk, this is read more the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the hustle 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 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 faint of heart. But for those who stay true 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 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.