Yo yo dawg, listen to dis sick beat, it's gonna rock ya head. Walkin' down da streets at night, feelin' da energy in my soul.
Da city lights paint da world in a hazy hue, and I'm catchin' a feel.
Ain't nothin' but this rhythm to keep me company. Cruisin' with da vibe, I'm keepin' it real.
This urban sprawl is my territory, and tonight, I'm feelin' it all. Let the music take over, cuz when I'm walkin' down da streets, there ain't nothin' else that feels real.
Bust Out| Kreepin' In These Streetz
Yo, it's/this is/you know a brand new day in the hood. The sun/sky/light is shinning/be blazin'/be cracklin'. Everybody/All get more info these cats/The whole crew {is hustlin'/gonna be on that grind, tryin' to make somethin' of theirself/themselves/themselves. But keep your eyes open cuz you never know who might come knockin'/be creepin'/gonna slide through. In these streetz, it ain't always about the money/survival/respect. It's a wild ride, full of surprises/twists and turns/ unexpected moves. You gotta be smart/quick on your feet/wise to make it out/stay alive/get to the top.
Freakin' Out on My Block
Yo, this city be straight messy. Me and my crew, we always gotta watch out for the suckas. They're always lookin' to make a scene. We try to stay true, but sometimes it hits the fan.
- Gotta love that energy in the town.
- Just gotta hope for the best.
Things gonna work out, you know what I'm sayin'? I ain't lyin'.
Streetz Ain't Safe: A Kreepin Freestyle
Yo, peep this, it's a real talk situation/vibe/struggle out here on these block/streets/corners. Niggas/Fools/Haters be creepin', always lookin'/stalkin'/schemin' for that next victim/target/meal. You gotta stay woke/keep your eyes open/be aware, 'cause one minute you chillin', the next minute you caught in a crossfire/scrap/fight.
It's a jungle out here, man/brother/dude. You gotta watch your back/be careful/stay on guard at all times. These streets/blocks/hoods ain't no place for the weak/soft/lame. Only the strong/smart/hustlers survive.
Gotta keep it real/true/honests, gotta stay loyal/trustworthy/dedicated to your crew/fam/squad. Cuz when the chips are down/shit hits the fan/pressure's on, you need people you can rely on/count on/depend on. And that's how we do it, out here on these rough/tough/hard streets.
Chronicles of the Kreeps: Street Edition
Yo, peep this.
We givin' ya straight outta the trenches wit' "tales" that'll make ya shake ya fists. This ain't no fairy tale situation, this is the raw, uncut truth about life on the streetz.
We talkin' 'bout hustle, we talkin' 'bout heartbreak, we talkin' 'bout makn' it through in a mad world.
Get ready to jump yourself in a wild ride wit' "folks" that are as real as they come.
- Expect
- the drama
- some surprises
And above all, expect the unexpected.
Ghetto Gazette: Kreepin' Through The Streetz
Yo, peep this. This here be the Block Chronicle, bringin' you straight from the streets, ya dig? We talkin' 'bout what's happenin' on these concrete jungle block parties. The scoop is hot, and we got it all laid out for ya. From the latest kicks to the freshest lyrics, this is the straight truth. So, get your headphones ready and tune in, cuz we finna take you on a journey through the concrete maze.
- Hang tight for more flavor.
- Word up
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