Yo, listen up. Lil Stoyrm Menaces is back and more wicked than ever. They be slitherin' through the streets like shadows, stalkin' in the dark, waitin' to snatch ya life. These ain't your momma's beasties, cuz they got somethin' special: a hunger that can't be quenched. We talkin' 'bout pure chaos, baby. The world's on the brink, and only the bravest can stand against this tide of evil.
- Folklore say they come from a place beyond our understanding.
- People say they're manipulated by an ancient force.
- But one thing's for sure: Lil Stoyrm Gkrats is here, and we ain't got no time to waste.
Prepare yourselves, cuz this ain't no fairy tale. This is a fight for the future.
A Wrath: A Gangsta Symphony
This here gonna be a track 'bout hustle, see? It's a trip through the darkest corners of the hood. Where friendship is survival and greed runs deep. You got your family, each with their dreams, all caught up in a maze of turmoil. The rhythm keeps pumping, like the bloodstream of this opera. Get ready to experience the real passion of a life gone wrong.
Gkrats In Da House: Street Heat Rising
Yo, the city/this town/that concrete jungle is blowing up, and {it's all because/thanks to/owing to the Gkrats/Krats/Rattlers. These bad boys/crew/homies are bringing the heat/setting things ablaze/slingin' fire like never before. They got rhymes for days and their {moves are sick|make you wanna dance. Word on the street is they {about to drop a new album/dropping bombs soon that's gonna blow up the charts/shake the foundations/rock the world.
So get ready/brace yourselves/listen up, because the Gkrats/Krats/Rattlers are here to stay/changing the game/taking over.
Outta Da Shadows They Crawl: Lil Stoyrm Gkrats
Dem ain't {nojokers. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, she be comin' right outta da shadows. {Yo, pay attention to these lyrics, cuz this ain't no games.
- That is the copyright of a realgoon.
- {Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, he ain't afraid to say the facts.
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Get ready for some ride into theunderworld.
She rap truth bombs. Don't sleep on this.
Concrete Jungle Kings: Gkrats Rule Da Streets
They be runnin'/hustlin'/rollin' the streets/hood/block, these ain't no scrubs/fools/chumps. They behold/watch/see all, knowin' every crack/corner/crevice and rhyme/flow/beat of the city. Ain't nothin' slick/smooth/clean about these Gkrats/Kings/Lords, they run wild/loose/free and tough/hard/unstoppable. They ain't afraid of no beef/trouble/fight, always ready to throw down/battle/clash for what's theirs. Respect? Nah, they demand/take/rule it. They the Concrete Jungle Kings/Top Dogs/Urban Warriors, and their reign/control/power ain't flinchin'/faltering/shakin' anytime soon.
The Blood & Ink Chronicles: A Tiny Storm Kratts Tale
Kratts, he's a little dude. But his heart? Big as here {athe ocean. He ain't intimidated of noone. This time, it's concerning the biggest beast this side of thea place. Ink? That's his weapon.
- Storm Kratts
- Inked Tales
- Beasts