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Second single from NE Ohio hardcore band Half Gram Short Written and Performed by Half Gram Short Recorded, Mixed and Mastered at Soundbear Studios Socials! Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/share/14MmMU... Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/halfgramsho... TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@halfgramshort... #metal #breakdowns #hardcore #mosh #cleveland #newmusic Lyrics: Half gram short, life cut raw, concrete veins I was born to brawl Metal in my lungs, smoke in my stare, trappin in the gutter, candy paint warfare Bricks in the trunk, heart on E surviving off the streets, that's the only key Streets makes me cold, no silver spoon, bass hits hard like a motherfuckin' boom Ash on my shoes, blood in my grip, chrome on the block and candy paint on the whip Never had much so I took what was mine. Half gram short, but the blade still shines, bitch This is candy paint warfare. Chrome drips red in the midnight air I'm a product of the struggle raised by pain. Half gram short, put respect on the name Eyes wide open in a city of snakes, I've learned real fast what the fuck it takes Dollar signs bleed, but loyalty is rare. I ride for my family, candy paint warfare This is candy paint warfare. Chrome drips red in the midnight air I'm a product of the struggle raised by pain. Half gram short, but respect on the name, bitch Burn the stress in a cloud of green. Trapping in the dark where the rats still scheme This whips my coffin, my church, my stage. Candy paint dripping with the violent rage, bitch Ash on my shoes, blood in my grip, chrome on the block and candy paint on the whip Never had much so I took what was mine. Half gram short, but the blade still shines bitch But the blade still shines From the block to the grave, we don't play fair. Hardcore born candy paint warfare motherfucker Half gram short bitch Half Gram Short is Brandon Keats - Vocals JJ Karolak - Guitar/Vocals Gabe Francis - Guitar/Vocals Mat Bey - Bass Michael Dontenville - Drums