Slitherin' Down the Avenues (Official)
Slitherin' Down the Avenues (Official)
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Yo, this joint is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me groovin' to it hard. The lyrics are sick. This jam is the perfect vibes for a late night stroll. If you wanna experience that street flow, then you need to 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.
Creepin' The Streets: Freestyle Session
Yo, last evening , we crashed upon a wild freestyle session . At the park, these dudes were laying down heat. It was off the hook. The atmosphere was undeniable. I couldn't help but bob my head .
- Let me tell you, , some of these rappers were totally gifted .
- For real, , I was blown away by the delivery .
It's always good to see creativity like this. Keep it up , crews ! The world needs more of this.
Shadow Walkin' : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis jungle be alive at night. The flickerin' bulbs cast silhouettes that dance on the pavement. I'm a ghost, vanishin' into the gloom. Keepin' it lowkey, avoidin' any hassle. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be watchin' every corner. You never know who or nothin' be lurkin' in the darkness. It's a crazy world out here, but that's just how we live.
G-Flow: Crepin On The Blocks
Yo, this ain't no dreamland, this is the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the hustle never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw rhythm that keeps your head noddin'. It's a journey told through verses, paintin' pictures of the daily grind.
- Every rhyme got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We creepin' through these avenues, eyes open wide, hearts beatin' fast. This ain't no place for the weak. But for those who grind 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 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, kreepin through the streets wizz 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.