Lyrics:
Aye, aye, aye, look
I gotta stick it and move, boxin' my demon, the color was blue
I gotta pay all my dues, young and so lost so I look to the moon
For the wisdom and energy, the red shines first
For everyone that I love and nursed
For freedom and all our joy, by the warm riverbed
Shines
had me playin spades with attorneys
But rather im still on I-55
Countin clouds for the sermon
I had fell into a cup made from man
Colors swirled round
with the tool, it's just a part the plans
And I'm from the Eastside, that's how we ride
I let Mister Sig Sawyer sing a song to your man
Yeaaah, it's
many, oh
Look at them, woah
Colors, colors, colors, colors
There's like a million red, blue and green
And that's just three
Two heads are better than one
brains closed
Playing that stuff that'll turn them into Jell-O
I want to see true colors, but they change it up like geckos
People sound the same so don't
out, by the bench now
Chillin' on the boat, saw the ice cream truck out
Sixteenth, to the boat, then they fly out
Man, I thought that I would lose it,
powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot
And got raided by the cops
I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bass, bass, bass, bass
Nasty
Three
With music by our side
To break the color lines
Let's work
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bass, bass, bass, bass
Nasty
Three
With music by our side
To break the color lines
Let's work
The other day I saw a image it got my attention
It was a really dope pic in my honest opinion
This black kid had this white kid by the hand
Turned
and protect and even say "I do"
But then you wanted us to part and that's when I refused
But still you left anyway and suddenly I had the blues
Now here's
a motherfucker
Smile in your face, I'm nice than a motherfucker
Soon as they thought I fell off, niggas' true colors shine bright than a motherfucker
Bright
a month later once the issue's resolved
Show your true colors, 'cuz you didn't change at all
I thought a happy family may be in sight
But I don't think I
And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
I'm paintin' flowers he said
She said,
It's not the time for art young man
And anyway flowers are green and red
judge a man by the tone of his skin
It's crazy
Cause he has a heart
Like you have a heart and
Why can't we be color blind
You know we should
Be
down, hands down
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate this next dart
To my fucking heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one, word
Time
'm gone get
Built this shit up from the ground and that's brick by brick
So I don't got nothing to prove I don't owe you shit
Uh Get this shit the hard way
to invest, man
If you ever felt like me, embrace ya heart
No matter what shade you are, the colors
The world is such a crazy place
Blinded by the shady gray
On a daily grind days pass by as i wonder
What's my purpose specifically I believe
Man was made to be coz he is who is
That's the reason simply that
colonist
Who didn’t even come to America 1st man, far from it!
And I’m here now, in part from this shit
But change means facing our past, never polishing it
sixteenth minute
We are not side by side, ain't no split-screen image
I'ma be around forever like a Springsteen ticket
I'm just bathing in success, yeah I
zones, while in another part of town,
A young man lies, bleeding in the cold
I see hearts and minds suffocating
As if by God they have been forsaken
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