Lyrics:
backwards on a one way
The color flawless, bitch I reek of money
(Bitch)
Fast life, born to die, who gives a fuck
We done seen it all by 25, and lived it up
kerosene
Sifting through the chemicals, you fill me up with dopamine
Reflecting all our colors, we set the world on fire
Comfort in the clouds, lost in
and the confused look
Niggas get shook when Malcolm speaks
There ain't a way I can hear you on an Alchemist beat
Y'all two doin' an album together
Ooh shit
Okay, I
snitch on the next nigga
I'ma NeedMo nigga I was raised by some hustlers
Red blue and black is all you see so what's yo color
Harold that's my daddy
done.
(Spoken)
Hey officer
Lets talk 'bout this,now
By the time you let me go
That boy'll be all the way in Texas
Sure is good lookin'
By
Yeah, she went to Vienna
First day alone, Indiana (yeah)
Two guns, Jones Indiana, hey
Cook him broad day, Benihanas (yeah)
On the bus, put me under,
Y'all know what this is (D-Block!)
Oh yeah, by the way
This is the remix (Woo!)
[Chorus]
You can kiss your ass goodbye (d-block, d-block,
I am a Martian
I go by the earth name Daniel
They all call me Tsunamii
Take off to Pluto, come find me
Nothing but hitters behind me
Shooting
stopped by the law they running plates
They judging me by my color and by my race
I'm just delivering food grinding for cake
I had to tell all them suckers
I told him meet me by the checkers.i sacked a pound up before I sold a record, he want a brick I told em meet me by the checkers.
(2
I told him meet me by the checkers.i sacked a pound up before I sold a record, he want a brick I told em meet me by the checkers.
(2
he's testing me
I'm try'na find a better way
Be the color when it's gray
I'm try'na be a better me
I'm try'na be a better me
Yeah, I'm feeling down,
ya head, nigga!
Me and the homies
Sag all the way to the liquor store
Where my niggas pour up 4 and get twisted some more
Me and the homies
I ride
by my side
Cause we're all alike
On the inside
One step up
Then two to the side
One more man
Let the sleeping dog lie
From the back of the bus
don't make a G by the night,
I been grindin' all my life I gotta get it right
Okay
Aye, I gotta get it right,
37 thousand on me pros, I might trick
was I rather live and be the sucker
Fuck up, after fuck up, day by day now I’m living my way
Nigga I drowned out all the haters I can’t even hear
go) Android over iPhone
But I'm thinkin' of gettin' one equaling two
I like the fans, I feel like I'm y'all play brotha (yeah, yeah)
Super elite
you more
Five, six, seven, eight, nine
Ten, eleven, twelve, all day and night
One, two, let me love you
Three, four, love you more
Five, six,
Bang
Another nigga being murdered by his own kind
It's a sign that my own brother tryna take mine
Hate on me nigga yeah you hate yourself take from
streaks of light and magnetic hues
An electric spectrum plain in view and now
I just can't help myself thinking
Why are we blind to all this color
classic charm but I ain't got it either,
Accustomed to a certain way of livin',
Only know 2 ways of gettin', either rap or un-wrap,
If you ain't get
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
the black diamond with fuchsia dye pullin' out hoes like Superfly
All I gotta do is spit fo' lines
Now she got me chameleon gators with colors that flip fo'
a better world that we livin' in
[Hook: x 2]
[Asheru]
If it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all
Nowadays you can't live that way
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