Half-Centric - Ghetto Symphonies Lyrics

Cruising high gleaming
Thought bubbles escaping my mind
Chrome dreaming
Niggas be scheming
Chasing false hope and dreams of immortality
All over a fresh coat of paint
Man it's hard to thank
Mind tainted
All for a block boy's MO
You can't show any signs of weakness
Be extravagant in your actions
No meekness
And come peep this
A lifestyle of a different texture
And nigga's whose fresh
It's hard to stand next to
Cause they so fly
They leave the atmosphere
No atlas here
Expand the universe by twenty four inches
Buy a 'lac and throw some Ds on that bitch
Like a forex trader
Sell that pitch
Increase your quotas
Like a storybook unfolding
You a king
You reign supreme
Now it's time to assemble your team
And look clean
Get blurped up by the twelve
As you working the scene
Expect the worst as you inflict this curse of eternal hurt
Cause you wanna ride clean, chrome dreams
Keep dreaming

Sitting on the block in the night we all worried
Wondering if we'll feel the shots we all heard
Sitting on the block in the night we all worried
Wondering if we'll feel the shots we all heard

Choppers ring out
Eviscerate your enemies
I'm the maestro
Conducting ghetto symphonies

Choppers ring out
Eviscerate your enemies
I'm the maestro
Conducting ghetto symphonies

Choppers ring out
Eviscerate your enemies
I'm the maestro
Conducting ghetto symphonies

Choppers ring out
Eviscerate your enemies
I'm the maestro
Conducting ghetto symphonies

I ain't never did no thug shit
So I can't even perpetrate
I rather smoke the finest bud
And watch your woman percolate
All on my penis
You know i am the cleanest
Came all the way from Mars
Just to dive into her Venus
But I'm too fly
Never trapped
My aura is serenest
She double time my balls
Call her Serena and Venus
I'm the number one All Might
You're like five...Best Jeanist
Check my demeanor
Stink Meanest
Your mom she likes me
I'm the sweetest
I keep two eights
You know I'm mean with the sticks
Patrick Kane
Fly, Black Hawk Down on you bitch
You shorten my history like in the month of February
Can't stifle my legacy, flyer than an aviary
I ascend while you stuck on trends
Went over your head, like the red man, before the month of January
Ayo Half
Why don't you do something memorable
I gave you reasonable doubt that all these bars are criminal

Sitting on the block in the night we all worried
Wondering if we'll feel the shots we all heard
Sitting on the block in the night we all worried
Wondering if we'll feel the shots we all heard

Sitting on the block in the night we all worried
Wondering if we'll feel the shots we all heard
Sitting on the block in the night we all worried
Wondering if we'll feel the shots we all heard