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 tune is the perfect atmosphere for a late night ride. If you wanna get that street energy, then better check out this track.
- For real
- Gotta listen to it
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 afternoon, we crashed upon a wild freestyle session . At the park, these dudes were laying down fire . It was crazy . The energy was electric . I couldn't help but bob my head .
- Let me tell you, , some of these lyricists were straight up skilled .
- For real, , I was impressed by the delivery .
It's refreshing to see passion like this. Keep it up , artists ! The world needs more of this.
Creepin Through : Slidin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis city be alive at night. The lamps cast long shapes that dance on the sidewalk. We're a shadow, disappearin' into the night. Keepin' it hush-hush, skippin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every street. You never know get more info who or what be lurkin' in the shadows. It's a different world out here, but that's just how we live.
G-Flow: Crepin On The Blocks
Yo, this ain't no fairy tale, this is the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the grind never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw sound that keeps your head noddin'. It's a tale told through lyrics, paintin' pictures of the daily grind.
- Every word got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We walkin' through these avenues, eyes open wide, hearts beatin' fast. This ain't no place for the faint of heart. But for those who grind to their roots, this is where we find our home.
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 wild.
- 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.