Yo, this track is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me groovin' to it hard. The lyrics hit different. This tune is the perfect atmosphere for a late night stroll. If you wanna get that street flow, then better check out this track.
- Straight up
- This one's a banger
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 night , we rolled upon a wild freestyle cypher. At the park, some cats were spitting bombs . It was off the hook. The vibes CPC Jumpout was undeniable. I couldn't help but tap my feet .
- Let me tell you, , some of these lyricists were undeniably gifted .
- For real, , I was blown away by the flow .
It's dope to see passion like this. Keep it up , poets! The world needs more of this.
Creepin Through : Slidin' Through the Streetz
Yo, dis city be pumped up at night. The lamps cast shadows that dance on the sidewalk. I'm a shadow, blendin' into the darkness. Keepin' it on the DL, avoidin' any drama. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be scannin' every intersection. You never know who or what be lurkin' in the deep end. It's a crazy world out here, but that's just how we live.
The Hustler's Anthem: Livin' Life Hard
Yo, this ain't no dreamland, this is the real deal. Straight from the gutters, where the hustle hard never sleeps. We talkin' 'bout Ghetto Flow, that raw rhythm that keeps your feet tappin'. It's a journey told through bars, paintin' pictures of life.
- Every word got meaning, yo
- You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?
We walkin' through these blocks, eyes open wide, hearts beatin' fast. This ain't no place for the soft. 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, 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.