Lyrics:
years and
they only hung me the right way up yesterday!
BRIAN
All right! All right!
BEN
I just wish I had half your luck. They must think you're Lord
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
gave you my heart[00:40.90]Without holding back[00:43.70]Our home filled with light and[00:46.10]With butterflies[00:48.85]When I saw all my
tint (Lexington)
You get your shit splattered now they
All gon' be mad at son
When they see this fif after
Like Malcolm you'll get X'd
When I spray Tec's
Colors, colors, are all around
Lots of colors on the ground
Colors in the sky , in the tree
Ten million colors for us to see
A shiny red apple,
to constitute
What this country at times calls (yeah) their throwaway children
We seem to be approaching (come on) an age of the gross
We all have this idea
it’s all about the character
After all these years and shit ain’t change
Color doesn’t matter it’s all about the character
After all these years and shit
the end
I missed my homie for 10 years when he was locked up by a kin
Shawty, I never thought that our true colors would blend
You said you loved me but
black Puma jet
Shining my light on the world just like "UMI Says"
Got the Richard Mille, all colors
Might hit you with the rose gold all summer
For
black Puma jet
Shining my light on the world just like "UMI Says"
Got the Richard Mille, all colors
Might hit you with the rose gold all summer
For
Or on the east like Dave, hear my beats by Dre
If a bitch in my DM's, I know what's up
She tryna fuck, pull her panties to the side
And go all the way up
Now
Cause this is what happens when you just don't give a fuck
Now if I lose sleep
Turn to these lessons
Vibin through me
All of these blessings
Color my soul
the color of their skin, but by the content of their character."
"And I say segregation now"
"What we have foremost in common is their enemy."
malnourished
In a place where social status is determined by commerce
And money is god he's thinking of turning a convert
All he has is his nap sack and his
The year's boutta change
Think of who done changed up the years
Sure we got gifts and the snow songs
But think of where matter done came from
It
given me ten years to life
Juanita I need you to save me
I promise I'll make you my wife
Juanita, I, I swear it was all a mistake
You see I was
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
and one for all' is what we say!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Ten Years On!
We can celebrate - how far we've come!
Ten Years On!
We congratulate - how well we've
a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, come on
Dressed in all black and my gun the same color
Murder my enemy,
you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, come on
Dressed in all black and my gun the same color
Murder my enemy,
a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
up and comes to a stop
Like man what a funny thought the both of them 10 feet apart
It made me think back to a song by Kendrick Lamar
Called how much
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