Lyrics:
help me see again, baby
Help me walk, talk, walk stand up like a man I know
Need you standing by my side
Because I'm blind and I cannot see
Color blind
the happiest man alive
Is sitting in the woods tonight
Surrounded by the lake
and trees
The air is so fresh
and the colors are so bright
Forever flying high
your history man
I'm Fred Hampton mixed with Marcus Garvey
Quick to turn a racist to a fucking martyr
Feel this Black reign that's the Black power
Fuck
'bout who I am, could've been a mess with borderline
I got a moral compass tho I'm not sure what's the border line
Like Spain and Portugal, when
Like I'm Deion once the sirens start
Ring ring by the park, my pants keep falling
I hop the fence easy (uh)
They stopped chasing, damn, my ID dirty
hey
And I'mma beat it, I'mma flip it
Before u see it, I done did it, ya, ya
I know everytime she passes by
Every man around her goes like ""ai ai
flamenco, so I take the train, como paella en barcelona spain
Next swing by the home, of Vasco da Gama, Lisboa portugal for a photo panorama
Over
a blue jay
Then here come the butterflies
Such a wonder to my green eyes
Pro Treasure Track today
Skrt Skrt
Yeah homie green and blue
True colors, man
like a teen
Wish I could kill you that way you'd only
Exist in my memory
The idea of you could never be spoiled by
Your immaturity
Wish I could feel you
a straw
You can say my shit is flawed
Just know they can't knock me off
I speak a different language like I came from Portugal, Venezuela, or Kabul
I profit
Skin color murdered by a black man who been brother
Or a cop who been Sucka through it all it be another
Black, man getting to the money
Black man, black
said
I ain't never been scared
Bought by the blood that he shed
I see them shaking they heads
Bump what they said
You can color me red
You can color me
that rep colors is doing the same thing
Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me
A couple drive-bys in the hood lately (chyea)
Couple of IV's with
back
Wara, wara, wara
Corruption knows no color man
Anybody can be corrupt
But let us not paint it into a certain race
You know what I mean
And you
Aahhh shit!
Here's another one
And another one
Haha, yeah
Hey, hey
The bills keep comin' (Whoo!)
I like to watch 'em change colors
The pink, yellow,
only thing I see is just his skin color"
Now a young black man
In a white man's world
Got his heart broke up
By a white man's girl
We loved each other,
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
Four five by my side
Test me if you want to die
Yellow tape, homicide, I'mma make your momma cry
VVS, color sky, rolling up and getting high
Test me
doesn't matter what skin you're in
Big yellow taxi cab passed me by
Stopped on the next corner to pick up a white guy
The color of you, the color of me
You
Something about wine and Portugal.
Wild man blocking the way of a businessman Doing a
spasmodic dance and screams Take a dump in my head Take a dump
in my
a Clan
Certer than the circle creates the better man
The colors, the brothers, the key, the motherland
This causes to assemble this blackman
Red, Black
that's the color of the big boss man
It was a twenty-piece orchestra at the Warwick hotel
With some fat man from the opera who tried to sing misty
[Intro]
Fuck the police!
Rip George Floyd..
No justice no peace
I swear to god these pigs ,thinkingthat we pussy
By having my mans dead
Na, I swear
(You can march like the white man
you can talk like him, you can - you can learn his songs
you can - you can even wear his suits
but you ain't never
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