The Risen Menace

Yo, listen up. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats is back and more wicked than ever. They be slitherin' through the streets like shadows, stalkin' in the dark, waitin' to snatch ya soul. These ain't your momma's beasties, 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 evil.

Folklore say they come from a place beyond our understanding.
Some say they're manipulated by an ancient force.
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 be a tale 'bout grind, see? It's a ride through the meanest corners of the hood. Where brotherhood is key and ambition runs wild. You got your crew, each with their dreams, all caught read more up in a trap of turmoil. The rhythm keeps driving, like the bloodstream of this symphony. Get ready to feel the real passion of a world gone berserk.

Krats On Deck: Urban Inferno Blazing

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 drop bars that hit harder than a brick and their {moves are sick|make you wanna dance. 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.

From Da Shadows They Crawl: Lil Stoyrm Gkrats

They ain't {nopussies. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, they be comin' straight outta tha shadows. {YoDudez, pay attention to this here lyrics, cuz this ain't no games.

This be the copyright of a real hustler.
{Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, she ain't afraid to speak reality.
Get ready for a journey into theshadows.

She 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 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 short dude. But his heart? Big as {a ocean. He ain't scared of nothing. This time, it's dealing with the biggest critter this side of thea portal. Ink? That's his weapon.

The Kratts Brothers
Inked Tales
Monsters