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 monsters, 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 bravest can stand against this tide of darkness.

• Folklore say they come from a place beyond our understanding.
• Some 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 survival.

The Wrath: A Gangsta Symphony

This here is a story 'bout grind, see? It's a trip through the darkest streets of the hood. Where friendship is key and greed runs wild. You got your crew, each with their secrets, all caught up in a web of violence. The music keeps driving, like the bloodstream of this saga. Get ready to witness the unfiltered anger of a life gone haywire.

Krats On Deck: Urban Inferno Blazing

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|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.

Outta Da Shadows They Crawl: Lil Stoyrm Gkrats

Dem ain't {nojokers. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, they be creepin' full force outta da shadows. {YoDudez, pay attention to these lyrics, cuz this ain't no kiddin' around.

• That is the copyright of a realgoon.

• {Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, he ain't afraid to drop reality.

• Get ready for some journey into theshadows.

They spittin' truth bombs. 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, here and their reign/control/power ain't flinchin'/faltering/shakin' anytime soon.

Bloody Ink Chronicles: A Little Storm Kratts Story

Kratts, he's a little dude. And his heart? Big as {aan ocean. He ain't intimidated of nothing. This time, it's dealing with the biggest critter this side of thea dimensions. Ink? That's his secret.

• Storm Kratts
• Blood & Ink
• Creatures