Lyrics:
tough
Now he dead for a mention
They look at me now like I'm XXXTENTACION
They looking at Tae because
He the one winning
And, the funny part about that
Man fuck this shit, yo, I'm going the fuck home
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me
lense
Our future look bright but won't forget where we been
found my place of peace by healing the man within I'm
I'm here because of you
Upset
loving kindly
cinsi va la vie
Colorphoria
From black to cream color
We ‘re painted by colors colors colors
Colorphoria
What is going on with life skins
and he always hears me talking
But I never mind so long as he can help me with my homework.
Maybe we’re all just x’s and y’s, derived by experience
flying colors
Man, pass that shit with flying colors
Oh, pass that shit with flying colors
Oh, pass that shit with flying colors
I pass that shit with
whenever I do travel
If to Portugal, England, or Spain
As I do walk by the shipyards and the harbors
I smell the salt, and the bay rum of your ghost again
on a map
I wear the multi-colors now, but that's part of the fact
That I stay throwing up the rocks, like the Carter was back
It's the Roc, psyche nigga
niggas we ain't playin'
Believe me
Growing up in California ain't easy
We drive-by, spraying colors for shizzy
I'm the king, and the westcoast needs me
got to make sure that Action is understood comepletely by all followers
I got to convert the color of you shirt from blue to white collars
I got
anyway
Baby, I'd ask for less
If I knew I had your ear
And every other part of you
Baby blue's the color of my eyes, I'm told
But when the sun sinks low,
start to sink in
People kill, people steal and we get traumatized
That’s a part of life we can never try to justify
I’m not black but I’m never picking
box been broken, from man of
Everywhere, that's what I sleep, i love you
It's not easy tying knots
Whose paycheck may get rained
Outstanding I shall
man today
I was the butcher yesterday
Chopped em up in pieces
Threw the parts in the garbage
And came back and got em all today
I'm lion hearted like
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
Japan
Let's go to Rome or visit the Motherland
Let's get high in the middle of cmsterdam
She just wanna see the world, it's all a part of my plan
I be
the man that stutters told you
That the only color I can see is green
I know what I have seen
An apron labeled "taken" held together by machines
I don't
died
But he rose again now I got that pride
Gave up the ghost
Man just know
When the clouds part
You hear them trumpets
And the moon blood red
Huh
anybody that got a question?
[ man ]
Yo, hold up
I got a question, Kid 'N Play
How come y'all don't make records about the big brown booties?
What, y'all
stressin
I just wanted to win and I did it they tell me they love I care but I don't get attached
Ain't no more paid by the hour a hunnit a second I figured
Did I live a plenty life?
I question myself as the paws of a man faced beast try to tear me apart
How did I end up here?
Why did I decide to follow
on the frame of a house
Will not tell you of the colors within
So why would I try to judge
A man by the shade of his skin? When
Color is skin deep
But
the child becomes a man
Give up your freedom
Hand back your rights
Then change your color now
You're black not white
And there'll never be a piece
on you 如果我对你施咒
And next time the way you look at me would be so fascinated by me 下次再见我时 你的眼中便全是我的身影
You will renege because of me 你会因我而食言
I would like
Discuss these part i the colors by portugal the man Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In