Lyrics:
from side to side
It doubled in size and overtook the room
Coloring the walls and bedspread
Ask me where I'm going
I'll tell you where I've been.
Ask me
Now there are no games
To only pass the time
No more coloring books,
No Christmas bells to chime
But thinking young and growing older is no sin
She don't worry about tomorrow
Nothing further from her mind
She don't need to beg or borrow
Time is on her side
She like coloring the rainbow
pretty like a coloring book
So me nuh hold gyal pon gun
Point and knife point
Reasoning mek she see mi point
Wuk it 'til it dead but me
Nuh keep nuh nine
rub till vein come up
Tattoo time, coloring book tun up
Man ah roll out bicycle, bike ya noe see it
Man ah roll out car and the truck and the jeep
an homage to my suffering, same tale
I been uncovering, I'm staining your world grey
Y'all get back to coloring
Sickity-sickity south thug Bach
Shoot up
Some brushes some paint
She's using a palate instead of razors
She's coloring outside the lines
And living life even further beyond them
Like they
suffering
Same tale I been uncovering
I'm staining the whole world grey, y'all get back to coloring
Slickity slickity sloth, Thug Bach
Shoot up
with freaks
Cause they know if I fall it's gone be asleep
And I'm back on the road sipping mud again
Tryna stay inside the lines like I'm coloring
of destructo luck
Fugitoid on the run again, the sky gleamed, the maroonest coloring
Layered against the bluest tone from where the thunder lived
Here I was
Now there are no games
To only pass the time
No more coloring books,
No Christmas bells to chime
But thinking young and growing older is no sin
check
Sunblock and towels, check
Grappling hooks, check
I even brought crayons
And coloring books
We're ready for anything
Anything, anything
A blue kiss coloring me goodbye
A new kiss could never feel so fine
Tomorrow I'll be livin' in black and white
Why does it have to be such a blue
of this mountain
Beyond the horizon
Indigo blue
Puddling all over my eyes
Indigo blue
Coloring the rest of our lives
a broken gun
Got you doing more dances than Puffy's son
All you groupies that wanna get took
You gotta be 12 years old with a coloring book
And anybody
Now there are no games
To only pass the time
No more coloring books,
No Christmas bells to chime
But thinking young and growing older is no sin
Now there are no games
To only pass the time
No more coloring books,
No Christmas bells to chime
But thinking young and growing older is no sin
And steady takin' all the other kids' coloring books
My momma used to try to make me study my work
But I was busy chasin' girls, gettin' under they skirts
Carried by a force until a certain peak
There, all you could see
Is swayed by the wind
Like the locks in your hair
Coloring your eyes
That look
this is a beautiful, summery kind of bright-color
Coloring book, good vibes and good looks
Got me lookin' out the window from the front of the house
I
skin
Coloring shades of golden brown
Sunlight upon my face
Sunlight warming my soul
What is this feeling that I cannot grasp
That is hopeful
California
Now I've been watching you for a long, long time now
And I stand in awe, of what you do and how you
Make creation look, like heavens coloring book
a way we've got to paste it back together
These ripped out pages of old coloring books where your
Gold is silver, my blue is gray
Its all held together
[Killah Priest]
My pen's a crayon
With coloring books, displayin' chaos
The black seyance, with the ink pores radared
Age quasars explorin' where the mind
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