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 life. 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 evil.

• Whispers say they come from a place beyond our understanding.
• Those in the know say they're controlled by 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 our lives.

A Wrath: A Gangsta Symphony

This here gonna be a tale 'bout hustle, see? It's a ride through the meanest corners of the city. Where loyalty is survival and ambition runs crazy. You got your family, each with their secrets, all caught up in a maze of crime. The music keeps pulsing, like the soul of this symphony. Get ready to experience the unfiltered anger of a world gone berserk.

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|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 creepin' straight outta da shadows. {Yo, pay attention to them lyrics, cuz this ain't no kiddin' around.

• These are the copyright of a real hustler.

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

• Get ready for an journey into theunderworld.

She spittin' sick beats. 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 get more info 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.

Bloody Ink Chronicles: A Little Storm Kratts Story

Kratts, he's a short dude. But his heart? Big as {athe ocean. He ain't scared of noone. This time, it's concerning the meanest beast this side of the dimensions. Ink? That's his secret.

• The Kratts Brothers
• Blood & Ink
• Monsters