Yo, listen up. Lil Stoyrm Creatures is back and more wicked than ever. They be slitherin' through the streets like shadows, creepin' in the dark, waitin' to snatch ya soul. These ain't your momma's monsters, 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 those who ain't afraid can stand against this tide of evil.
- Whispers say they come from a place beyond our understanding.
- Those in the know say they're bound to 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 be a tale 'bout struggle, see? It's a ride through the meanest streets of the hood. Where friendship is everything and greed runs wild. You got your players, each with their dreams, all caught up in a trap of violence. The music keeps pumping, like the soul of this symphony. Get ready to experience the unfiltered anger of a system gone wrong.
Gkrats In Da House: Street Heat Rising
Yo, the city/this town/that concrete jungle is getting wild, 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|are smooth as butter. 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.
Directly from Da Shadows They Crawl: Lil Stoyrm Gkrats
They ain't {noregular folk. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, she be slippin' full force outta da shadows. {YoNiggas, pay attention to this here lyrics, cuz this ain't no games.
- These is the copyright of a realmonster.
- {Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, they ain't afraid to say truth.
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Get ready for a journey into theunderworld.
She rap fire. Don't ignore 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
click hereKratts, he's a little dude. But his heart? Big as {aan ocean. He ain't fazed of noone. This time, it's concerning the meanest beast this side of thea place. Ink? That's his best friend.
- Storm Kratts
- Bloody Chronicles
- Creatures