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 energy. These ain't your momma's beasties, cuz they got somethin' special: a hunger that can't be controlled. We talkin' 'bout pure chaos, baby. The world's on the brink, and only the strong can stand against this tide of destruction.

• Whispers say they come from a place beyond our understanding.
• Those in the know 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.

Brace yourselves, cuz this ain't no fairy tale. This is a fight for our lives.

The Wrath: A Gangsta Symphony

This here gonna be a track 'bout hustle, see? It's a journey through the wickedest corners of the town. Where brotherhood is everything and desire runs wild. You got your players, each with their scars, all caught up in a trap of turmoil. The beat keeps driving, like the bloodstream of this saga. Get ready to witness the unfiltered passion of a life gone wrong.

Rattlers in tha Spot: Block Hotter Than Hell

Yo, the city/this town/that concrete jungle is getting wild, and {it's all because/thanks to/owing to the Gkrats/Krats/Rattlers. more info 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.

Outta Da Shadows They Crawl: Lil Stoyrm Gkrats

Dem ain't {nopussies. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, she be slippin' full force outta tha shadows. {Yo, pay attention to them lyrics, cuz this ain't no games.

• These is the copyright of a real hustler.

• {Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, he ain't afraid to speak the facts.

• Get ready for an journey into theshadows.

She droppin' 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.

The Blood & Ink Chronicles: A Tiny Storm Kratts Tale

Kratts, he's a tough dude. And his heart? Big as {a ocean. He ain't scared of nothing. This time, it's dealing with the ugliest critter this side of an place. Ink? That's his weapon.

• Storm Kratts
• Bloody Chronicles
• Creatures