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 ghouls, cuz they got somethin' special: a hunger that can't be satisfied. We talkin' 'bout pure chaos, baby. The world's on the brink, and only the strong can stand against this tide of evil.
- Whispers say they come from a place beyond our understanding.
- Some say they're bound to an ancient entity.
- But one thing's for sure: Lil Stoyrm Gkrats is here, and we ain't got no time to waste.
Get ready, cuz this ain't no fairy tale. This is a fight for survival.
Stoyrm's Wrath: A Gangsta Symphony
This here is a track 'bout hustle, see? It's a ride through the wickedest alleys of the town. Where loyalty is survival and desire runs crazy. You got your family, each with their scars, all caught up in a web of crime. The music keeps driving, like the bloodstream of this symphony. Get ready to witness the unfiltered pain of a life gone wrong.
Gkrats In Da House: Street Heat Rising
Yo, the city/this town/that concrete jungle is popping off, and {it's read more 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|are smooth as butter. Word on the street is they {about to drop a new album/have something big coming 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.
Directly from Da Shadows They Crawl: Lil Stoyrm Gkrats
Hez ain't {nojokers. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, he be creepin' right outta tha shadows. {YoNiggas, pay attention to them lyrics, cuz this ain't no joke.
- These are the copyright of a realgoon.
- {Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, she ain't afraid to say the facts.
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Get ready for an trip into thedark.
They 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 short dude. And his heart? Big as {aan ocean. He ain't scared of nothing. This time, it's about the ugliest beast this side of an place. Ink? That's his best friend.
- Kratts
- Inked Tales
- Beasts