Lyrics:
turns
And when I stay too long, I went outside and stared
Arms outstretched and long, moved straight across the sky
(in and out of focus, in and out
drive by
Waiting for the signs to rearrange, or must I revise my style?
Standing on the only side to open your color scheme
Basking in a color fortified
Look
I'm ready to die for mine
Just cross the line
Ready to slide for mine
I ain’t hard to find
Ready to die for mine
Just cross the line
Ready
outside the lines
Been trying my whole life so desperately to be normal
Pushing away my own beliefs
What even are my morals (What are my morals?)
Paint by
Like a Breeze
You float in
Into my dream
You're the color on the scores of black and white
But I've been painting by numbers all my life
That's why I
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I don't got much but love
All of my homies are waitin' outside, ayy
They know I'm ready to roll
Smokin'
down
Up Line
Cross back
Behind life
Conquer all
Miss discover
Some Colors
By the ocean
Fly away
We arise
By the ocean
You have followed the tortoise
beat yo' ass if you walk in this house with tears in your eyes
Runnin' from poopoo and 'prentice
Go back outside, I beat yo' ass, lil nigga
That
beat yo' ass if you walk in this house with tears in your eyes
Runnin' from poopoo and 'prentice
Go back outside, I beat yo' ass, lil nigga
That
the o-line
Get on my wave and get swept by the low tide
I'm a ghost a bitch, leave her hangin' like a clothesline
Only hit once, she felt attachment in no time
nature
But master our instincts and to understand
Modern tools of evil, used by liars above
Forced upon us by the outside world
Break the seal of this
big status type
If I hit your line not calling twice
Snow cones with different color ice
Got plenty I'm putting em on
Got options for riding the chrome
y'all put that love aside
You got into the studio and you fucked up ya lines
You never been ready but it's cool at least
You showed me your true colors
y'all put that love aside
You got into the studio and you fucked up ya lines
You never been ready but it's cool at least
You showed me your true colors
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
We spend time
Time passes by our faces
We forget
The colors dreams were
When we were growing
They were full of colors
Full everything of dreams
We
a drive
And you took me for a ride
And you took me out of time
When you looked me in the eyes
Was it something I could try?
Could I color outside the lines
switched bodies with Master Fard/you got to come outside sometimes, it's ok to color outside the line sometimes, you'll be amazed by all the things hid
It's more than straight and narrow
It's color outside the lines
A marked up map of far away
And it's high time
A mongrel mask you no longer wear
FEEL LIKE ME
Written by Mark Spiro
Do you take road trips star ships
Thousands of times
And do you color with crayons outside the lines
Do you have
ain't reppin no colors
Catch me with that heat and I up with that fye
Drive by in the coup with just me and my brother
Go pick up ya hoe tell her let's
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
collar, and the color isn't mine
White lines on the dresser, and you even drank my wine
Babe your face is flushed
It's more than just a hunch
Tell me
Yeller, a pit bull and dog is the champ
You know better, think about crossin' the line
Hit your sweater, with about ten from the .9
Double R and we get
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