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 energy. 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.

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

Prepare 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 struggle, see? It's a ride through the wickedest streets of the city. Where friendship is everything and desire runs crazy. You got your crew, each with their scars, all caught up in a trap of turmoil. The music keeps driving, like the heart of this opera. Get ready to feel the raw passion of a system gone berserk.

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 got rhymes for days and their {moves are sick|make you wanna dance. 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

They ain't {nopussies. Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, he be slippin' full force outta the shadows. {Yo, pay attention to them lyrics, cuz this ain't no kiddin' around.

• That be the copyright of a realgoon.

• {Lil Stoyrm Gkrats, they ain't afraid to drop the facts.

• Get ready for an journey into theshadows.

She spittin' truth bombs. 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 little dude. But his heart? Big as {aan ocean. He website ain't fazed of nothing. This time, it's about the biggest monsters this side of thea place. Ink? That's his weapon.

• Storm Kratts
• Bloody Chronicles
• Creatures