Yo, listen up. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats is back and more wicked than ever. They be slitherin' through the streets like shadows, lurkin' 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 quenched. We talkin' 'bout pure chaos, baby. The world's on the brink, and only the bravest can stand against this tide of darkness.
- Rumors say they come from a place beyond our understanding.
- Those in the know say they're bound to an ancient power.
- But one thing's for sure: Lil Stoyrm Gkrats is here, and we ain't got no time to waste.
Brace yourselves, cuz this ain't no fairy tale. This is a fight for survival.
The Wrath: A Gangsta Symphony
This here gonna be a track 'bout hustle, see? It's a ride through the wickedest corners of the city. Where brotherhood is key and desire runs crazy. You got your crew, each with their scars, all caught up in a web of turmoil. The music keeps pumping, like the soul of this opera. Get ready to feel the raw passion of a life gone haywire.
Rattlers in tha Spot: Block Hotter Than Hell
Yo, the city/this town/that concrete jungle is popping off, 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|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.
From Da Shadows They Crawl: Lil Stoyrm Gkrats
They ain't {nojokers. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, she be creepin' straight outta da shadows. {YoNiggas, pay attention to this here lyrics, cuz this ain't no games.
- That is the copyright of a realmonster.
- {Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, he ain't afraid to drop the facts.
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Get ready for some trip into thedark.
Hez spittin' sick beats. Don't miss out 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 click here 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. And his heart? Big as {a ocean. He ain't intimidated of nothing. This time, it's about the ugliest monsters this side of an place. Ink? That's his weapon.
- Kratts
- Inked Tales
- Beasts