Whyte Mtn. - Ghetto Symphony Lyrics

If love is surrender
Then who's war is it anyway?

Do just what I tell you
And no one will get hurt
Don't come in any closer
Cuz I don't how long I can hold my heart in two

Pale, shivering and panicked, bruh
This that mixed ghetto suburbia
Milwaukie to Portlandia
They smiling, but they ain't friendly nah
I'm gonna take off on my rocket ship
Pack and smoking that home-grown shit
No cars, but a backdoor dealership
Neighbors next door, drawing knifes during arguments
Neighbors out front, making cocaine in the basements
Jack in the kitchen
Molly in the cabinets
Larry in the bedroom
And everybody in caskets
Don't personally own a nine, but got a personal hotline
Hit up my kind, tell 'em it's time to get these muthafuckers blind
Like a rear-end
Make a car dent
Better yet kill ya dead, what accident?
No fingerprint, no document
No officer, you're mistaken
Whyte Mtn
Sick-minded, drug-affiliated
X-rated, degraded, highly-anticipated
Naked twister with your sister, done penetrated
This my ghetto symphony, well orchestrated bitch

Sup!
Louder
Don't come in any closer (Okay now!)
Don't come in any closer (Okay now!)
Don't come in any closer (Okay now!)
Don't come in any closer