Lyrics:
I see color bars when I come
Sergeant Rock broke the key off in the lock to where I come from
Sir, no sir, we have no power in the air
Hey, hey hey
Well yuh done know seh bad man nah watch nuh stripe
No matter the color or the type
From wah day mi some boy a move hype
But yuh
As I was walking down the road
A feeling fine and larky, oh
A recruiting sergeant came up to me
Says he, you'd look fine in khaki, oh
For
As I was walking down the road
A feeling fine and larky, oh
A recruiting sergeant came up to me
Says he, you'd look fine in khaki, oh
For
She makes my soldier stand in attention
I ain't gone talk I learnt my lesson
You disrespect I drop you with 30
Listen to me I am the sergeant
vanish, yuh
Banish her from my apartment
Did you smoke weed? No, sergeant
Did she go deep? Yes, sergeant
She a prostitute, it's a bargain
Gucci bag, Prada
army
Wear those colors that make you look like you belong
Hey boy, cut your hair!
Come give it to me
March to the left, right, march to the left
conclusion in the sense that not only do they prohibit discrimination on the grounds of race, cre
Nd color, but also on the grounds of ability. be that as it
crack or move cocaine
This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major pain
Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighing on your brain
It was me,
The sergeant's on the saddle
This ain't the type of love that sees
A lot of give and take
And I don't know how we push and pull
But I know we'll never break
Bang,
cane
Cul de sac and plenty Cognac in major pain
Not the drill sergeant
But the stress that’s weighing on your brain
It was me, O-Boog and Yaya
Lucky,
the rock is cooking
Hit em with the stunna
Stone Cold Steve Austin
Nigga you aint tryn impress no bitch
Ima real nigga they salute me
Like a sergeant
Baby i
A little tin soldier's marchin by
Sergeant major unzips his fly
Pulls his weapon from his camouflage pants
Slaps away til it starts to dance
A shootin
her)
[Chorus]
So after school, I take a dip in the pool
Which is really, on the wall
I got a color TV, so I can see, the Knicks play basketball
a Vincent Black Lightning 1952"
"And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme"
And he pulled her
it's the patch on that left shoulder, just above my sergeant's stripes
That said we'd never fight alone
It told the kid beside me, shakin' in his boots'
serious (I wanna be your man)
Yeah, mama, yeah, mama, I'm daddy, no, I'm not
You're a lot of fucking problems, you gon' prolly show true colors
By
fire like a arson
Quavo like Travis it barkin'
Cut off the 'Rari no parkin
I point the finger like sergeants (huh, glaw)
There is my army
50 Bricks in
of blacks
While committees axe
Any peace to relax
But the truth is, oppression isn't done to one color
The system wants you to have resentment towards another
When I, when I
When I, nuh-nuh-nuh
Uh
Bildungsroman, color in the print head
Story of the danger
Story of the nostalgia and my revelations
Story
and went spaz on them
How can home be where the heart is
When your shadow even fucking leaves you when you are in darkness
Still get stopped by Sergeant
Turn the beat up some more
Ay-yeah-yeah, anchors
Uh, rectangle full of color
Complicated man sits, dedicated to the rudder
Under Apollo, over
i got it lit
Man this shit on tilt
Coupe the color of milk
I ball like i’m wilt
I don’t need assist
I’m up in the kitchen I just washed dishes
I
jockey each other
For the power
The lines of engagement
Are swingin’ in phone trees
Disconnected at this time
I’m the brother you love
In the color you
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