True Colors (feat. Twisted Insane)

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John Doe

John Doe (born John Nommensen Duchac on February 25, 1954 in Decatur, Illinois) is an American singer, songwriter, actor, poet, guitarist and bass player. Doe co-founded the much-praised L.A. punk band X, of which he is still an active member. His musical performances and compositions span the rock, country and folk music genres. As an actor, he has dozens of television appearances and several movies to his credit, including the role of Jeff Parker in the television series Roswell. more »

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Niggas show they true colors
I introduced that nigga to my mother
And then he showed his true colors
How he gon' do that
Better slide on a busta

Put respect up on my brothers names
Trapped for the team
Had me dreamin' bout the diamond chains
And your dumbass knows everything
Say a fucking word
You can bet I'll let the chopper sing

Take the fall for the team nigga
No words spoken,
Don't know nothing
What you mean nigga
On the low what you need nigga
Cus you know I keep it on me
Do not test me
Make you bleed nigga

You look like you gotta eat nigga
Get you a McChicken
Soda and a bag o weed nigga
Time to choose it's bread or beef so
Stay out of my lane
I'm in gangland grief nigga

Rest in peace the homie Tim
R.I.P. Slime too
Lost a homie, they done did in
Now who's next, is it you

Lotta time with a pen
Cus you stole a niggas shoes
Now you've come to make amends
Nah, f*ck that shit
And f*ck you too

Niggas show they true colors
I introduced that nigga to my mother
And then he showed his true colors
How he gon' do that
Better slide on a busta

I put respect up on my brothers names
Trapped for the team
Had me dreamin' bout the diamond chains
And your dumbass knows everything
Say a fucking word
You can bet I'll let the chopper sing

I've heard this shit before
I'll take the food you're feedin'
"I don't get mad, dumb nigga, I get even"
Leave you and your homies bleedin'
There's no freedom no decreeing
And if I'm in the mood
Make your pants wet peeing

Don't make me hit the hot switch
Go deep throat my glock bitch
And don't you fucking scream
Or I'll have to make your body twitch

All the screaming in my head
Turned to scheming, you'll be dead
See how quick you made the hit list

Bring her to the bed
And then I'm spinnin' with you
Knew her from before, I got to go
And then I'm winning with you
I ain't with the wolfing
I be whooping
Imma give it to you
Hang him out yo dresser
Niggas lie but I ain't killing with you

Run up I'm in the four door
But I'm solo, one deep
Disappear like Frodo
Han Solo I leap
Run up in the fire bam bam
Keep hand on my heat
Everybody holler mayday
I spray fore they speak

Imma have to roll up
To your pork with the heat
Everybody wanna run
Like a shark on the beach
Anybody wanna be the brainsick
I stay with the beast
Imma take a trip on the dark side
Take a car ride with me

I'll be here all night
Alright I'm fresh off the leash
They don't want to see me on the full lit
I pull up and squeeze
I stay lit with the brainsick
Don't say shit like "freeze"
Throw the grenade then evade the police

Getaway on the free-way
AK ate em all up like cheese-steak
Then get em all ready for release date
Ain't never one to give no lee-way

Look at this nigga
Laughing out loud
What you knew about?
Sittin' in the corner
One deep, with a 40 ounce
Talking to myself
I'm really yapping like a motormouth
Pull up straight then pop pop pop pop
I hit the door I'm out, ugh

Niggas show they true colors
I introduced that nigga to my mother
And then he showed his true colors
How he gon' do that
Better slide on a busta

I put respect up on my brothers names
Trapped for the team
Had me dreamin' bout the diamond chains
Your bitch ass was there for everything
Say a fucking word
Just know I'll let the chopper sing

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