Yo, this vibe is straight fire. The beat be bumpin', got me groovin' to it hard. The lyrics hit different. This jam is the perfect mood for a late night ride. If you wanna feel that street energy, then yo gotta this track.

• Straight up
• It's fire

What the CPC: Streets Be Wildin'

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 jam . In an alley , these dudes were laying down fire . It was off the hook. The atmosphere was electric . I couldn't help but groove.

• You know what I'm sayin', some of these rappers were totally gifted .
• No cap, I was blown away by the flow .

It's refreshing to see creativity like this. Keep it strong, crews ! The world needs more of this.

Creepin Through : Slidin' Through the Streetz

Yo, dis jungle be alive at night. The flickerin' bulbs cast shadows that dance on the pavement. I'm a ghost, vanishin' into the darkness. Keepin' it lowkey, skippin' any hassle. Eyes peeled|Sharp as a tack|, I be watchin' every intersection. You never know who or what be lurkin' in the shadows. It's a different world out here, but that's just how we do things.

The Hustler's Anthem: Livin' Life Hard

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 sound that keeps your feet tappin'. It's a tale told through bars, paintin' pictures of life.

• Every verse got meaning, yo
• You gotta feel it in your bones, you dig?

We creepin' through these blocks, 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 make a stand.

Dark Nights, City Lights: 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 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.