Honors English - Cymbals on the Sidewalk lyrics

[Produced by: Needlz] [Intro] What if the boulevard could speak, the alleyways could talk If the blocks were horns and the sidewalks were harps But before we start, let me give you a warning The keys and violins are just part of the performance [Verse 1: Honors English] In this performance, they turn the sirens up every other morning Caution, them yellow strings don't go across them Make sure you a bro then he faded into a corner Get his cross faded into his aura I was brought up in this genre Still can't equalize the highs and the horrors I'll mix it down tomorrow When they not getting smelled by the canines And every week y'all police dogs leapfrog see By the ba**heads played by the ba**line To think we was engineered to lose The criminal's volume is louder than the schools The minister is shoutin' on mute While the three-time felon's caught in the wrong loop, wrong loop, wrong I'm just trying to remix it, to give you a score They can help the babies grow like umbilical cords It's just cymbals on the sidewalk [Verse 2: Honors English] Did you hear that? Damn, that's how them hammers go pop So, when it's quiet it's like an amplified watts And the minors absorb the distortion It goes in they ears and it pours out they organs Let me use an example They chop and they screw that sh** To produce them a sample Then they stretch it to see who got the best pictures If they sopranos, as if it's a channel Why is it hard to get a job but easy to get a hit Contrary to popular belief not everybody flips Coke, but everybody gets fly, just to get by You gotta switch up the kicks My grandma work day and night shifts Hurt her back so I'm tryna pay her back Dislocating these discs And hurting these tracks is virtuoso English Yeah, I'm compose, let me know if you wanna riff Yeah it's just cymbals on the sidewalk [Verse 3: Honors English] Sometimes, I talk to my homie Boof And I'm always talking with Mike and he tell me get the loot But, but we gotta be double sharp In order to change these cymbals on our sidewalks They throwin' us in jail from guns and drug sales I think it's time for us to play on another scale Cause we like publishing the trap I let the streets sh** alone, no strings attached Chrome, I'm buildin' up a staff and my business crumbles I reverse the crash But scratch that, I'm tryna see stacks And backtrack so my pockets never be flat Yeah, so f** a crew A one mind ensemble is upon you Remember we were kings before emcees So let's all get back to our royalties This is cymbals on the sidewalk