Lyrics:
Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened
Lost up in your palace surrounded by the glitter
By the glitter yuh
Lost up in your green eyes
I cannot see colour
Baby i'm too colourblind
This is
a song AND it would
Be on the radio and
Everything my main thought
Is, Damn if I can do this
I'm about to go to the studio
Every night i told Tez
To have
to go put on my red nose
[Verse 2]
They tend to stray away from me because I'm different
And it's been this way with me ever since I was an infant
Other
The laughs explode into colour again
The pain in my face is real
I collapse inside the slug
Boneless
Spineless
Time makes no sense
I don't know what it means
The laughs explode into colour again
The pain in my face is real
I collapse inside the slug
Boneless
Spineless
Time makes no sense
I don't know what it means
a murder
But these cats should get 9
Lives matter is what I'm saying, just don't edit the black
Don't edit my value as if it ain't a matter of fact
Okay
the room
Repercussions occur when you try and snitch
Red light, green light
One, two, three
Look mean, got my machine
Cried and hit you, please
Say shake
than digital
Rap is outta control, this why this time is pivotal
For us to make a change from the youngest to the oldest
Humblin these cats who swear up
yaa.. Yellow!! colour
It definitely had blue!
Mmm.. Mmmm... It also had green
which is my favourite colour
What color is this?
It???s Indigo, Billy.
Rose!
Clown,
Lines like sprayed rounds,
This is for all you haters who don't bump my shit,
If you say this ain't gangsta you can SUCK MY DICK!
I might *look*
second guess it
Doublecheck the method and the set and setting
Spending all this time dwelling in my head
I over-edit 'til I've shredded up the sentiment,
comes to the world
You come to my world
My soul has flowers
Clouds going
Everywhere blossoming
Pink, green, white, yellow, red, blue
My smile is shining
are
I'm rolling down my window
I'm turn the radio on
Find a little spot to let go
Get a little good time gone
'Cause this is an all-nighter
My Christmas Girl Radio edit
By Eric MacVicar
I loved and lost at Christmas time.
My friends are great, I'll be just fine.
Verse 1
Happily, happy.
because I'm gifted
And this project is brilliant"
GQ: GQ: You were born
In Long Beach, California
But moved to New Orleans at age
5 when is the first
Time
by this city, Im ‘ma die for this city
This is my city, yeah
[Verse 3: GBO]
This is me, no I mean that this is we
This is our city, and I hope we all
just like Mick and Keith
No colours anymore
I want it painted black
Nothing to see here, no need to frisk me
No way, this state of play is risky
No
the room
Repercussions occur when you try and snitch
Red light, green light
One, two, three
Look mean, got my machine
Cried and hit you, please
Say shake
extinguished
(Wait they trying to hard to get it
They looking like they listenin to
The full band radio edit
You gave them too much credit
Thinking they could
in deep trouble. The rule to this day is my car, my radio. This was all year long, except during Christmas. Luckily there was never an argument about
eyes, from round your eyes
(Time is God)
(Life is)
Why do you live this way, it's not my place to say
Why do you live this way, it's not my place to say
spread,
But we're still gliding deep into the red,
The radio is dead
Every valve blown open.
The radar screen flicks monochrome,
Air traffic controller
I've tried
At the hotel I met you for a drink
And after two or three you were all over me, all over me
Oh, and I know red's your favourite colour
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