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Gremlin Walk: From the 909 to the 208 2 by Styles

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Gremlin Walk: From the 909 to the 208 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:002:44
Lyrics
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Raw trap, bass hit hard—feel that pulse
From the 909 straight to the 208, no remorse
Walk these crowded streets like a fuckin' gremlin or E.T., lost course
Set me free, let the night speak, no remorse
[Verse 1]
Packs on deck, backwoods rolled tight, hand steady
Xanax, oxy in my system, keepin' me ready
Liquor in my jug, sip slow, mind heavy
All day grind, all night blaze, confetti
Shadowed alleys, neon flicker, souls in twilight
Gremlin steps on cracked concrete, out of sight
Crowded streets whisper secrets, cold bites
I’m a ghost in the city, dark dreams ignite
[Pre-Chorus]
Eyes low, heart slow, but the bass hits like thunder
Walkin' these blocks, a phantom, torn asunder
Crowds move past, I’m the glitch in their wonder
Raw and real, no fake, no blunder
[Chorus]
Walk these crowded streets like a fuckin' gremlin or E.T.
From the 909 to the 208, this is my plea
Backwoods rollin', liquor flowin', set me free
Raw trap, dark nights, pain and ecstasy
[Verse 2]
LL Thizzz on the beat, flow’s a venomous strike
Every rhyme a shadow, every line a spike
Party thots in the back, but my mind’s on flight
Bass hittin' hard, like the demons I fight
Oxy dreams blur the edge, Xanax numb the pain
Crowded streets, lonely souls, lost in the rain
From backwoods to backstreets, we ride the insane
Gremlin walkin’, E.T. vibes, breakin’ the chain
[Bridge - Spoken with rhythmic pauses]
No rules here — breakin’, shakin’, heart achin’
Life’s a maze, haze-filled phases, no fakin’
Feel the darkness, the bass, the raw sensation
This is the street’s pulse, the real narration
[Chorus]
Walk these crowded streets like a fuckin' gremlin or E.T.
From the 909 to the 208, this is my plea
Backwoods rollin', liquor flowin', set me free
Raw trap, dark nights, pain and ecstasy
[Outro]
From the 909 to 208, shadows blend
Bass hittin’ so hard, it’s the start and the end
Gremlin walk, E.T. talk, no pretend
This is my life, my story — raw to transcend