Slitherin' Down the Avenues (Official)
Slitherin' Down the Avenues (Official)
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Yo, this track is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me movin' to it hard. The lyrics slappin'. This song is the perfect mood for a late night stroll. If you wanna get that street vibe, then yo gotta this track.
- Straight up
- 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 check here 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 night , we rolled upon a wild freestyle cypher. In an alley , some cats were spitting heat. It was intense . The vibes was undeniable. I couldn't help but bob my head .
- Let me tell you, , some of these lyricists were undeniably gifted .
- Word to your mother, , I was impressed by the delivery .
It's refreshing to see passion like this. Keep it strong, poets! The world needs more of this.
Creepin Through : Rollin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis city be pumped up at night. The lamps cast long shapes that dance on the pavement. I'm a ghost, vanishin' into the gloom. Keepin' it lowkey, skippin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every corner. You never know who or nothin' be lurkin' in the shadows. It's a wild world out here, but that's just how we live.
G-Flow: Crepin On The Blocks
Yo, this ain't no sunshine walk, this is the real deal. Straight from the hood, where the hustle never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw beat that keeps your feet tappin'. It's a story told through lyrics, paintin' pictures of life.
- 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 faint of heart. But for those who survive to their roots, this is where we make a stand.
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 surreal.
- 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.