Yo, listen up. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats is back and more wicked than ever. They be slitherin' through the streets like shadows, creepin' 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 quenched. We talkin' 'bout pure chaos, baby. The world's on the brink, and only those who ain't afraid can stand against this tide of evil.
- Folklore say they come from a place beyond our understanding.
- Some say they're controlled by an ancient power.
- 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 the future.
Stoyrm's Wrath: A Gangsta Symphony
This here is a track 'bout struggle, see? It's a trip through the darkest corners of the town. Where brotherhood is survival and ambition runs deep. You got your players, each with their scars, all caught up in a maze of violence. The beat keeps pulsing, like the soul of this saga. Get ready to witness the raw pain of a world 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 spit fire lyrics and their {moves are sick|make you wanna dance. Word on read more 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.
From Da Shadows They Crawl: Lil Stoyrm Gkrats
Hez ain't {nojokers. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, he be comin' right outta the shadows. {YoDudez, pay attention to these lyrics, cuz this ain't no joke.
- These be the copyright of a realgoon.
- {Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, he ain't afraid to speak truth.
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Get ready for an journey into theunderworld.
Hez rap fire. 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.
Blood & Ink: A Lil Stoyrm Gkrats Story
Kratts, he's a little dude. And his heart? Big as {a ocean. He ain't scared of noone. This time, it's concerning the ugliest monsters this side of an place. Ink? That's his best friend.
- Kratts
- Blood & Ink
- Monsters