Kolors

Photographs are like mirrors

They can hold a body for a moment

I grew up on four corners

But jumped-in in a circle

$100 grand on a fuck nigga head

Cut his body into pizza, watched the cheese spread

Had to move out of touch from niggas fingers

You know how your friends are

They'll eat your whole box of Pringles

Leave crumbs in the backseat of the car

Walk past you in a crowded room

You conceded bastard, you

I don't talk when I ride, that's what the feet for

Ain't no pressure when you see me, that's what the heat for

Lucille Ball on the seashore expecting more out of niggas

Tell me the truth

Tell me how it really go

You don't have to say it no mo'

You on that different type of shit

That extra-ordinary shit

That shit that I don't understand

But I ain't gone say it no mo'

Kolors

You see black and white is the color of business

And now my dress shoes are dirty and discolored from going the distance

But for the right dollar sign, I do a white color crime

Cause I don't need cash, I don't need credit

Now there I've said it, yay

And I spell kolors with a K

But although my outfit is a flamer

I'm not a banger, I'm simply dressed in disclaimer

To save the life of a stranger

Uh, poor thing, you didn't know that you were in danger

So now that you understand why I can't be understated

Why this collaboration has to be completely kolor coordinated

Cause when you see a fin flag fall

That's all it took!

Didn't see the face of who did it, but the kolor was so vivid

Then you feel it, you owe it, then get quoted

Go out and catch it and kill it and vow to never forgive it

It's a prison, not a paradise to pass through and visit

Capitol Road and Carson and Compton are completely committed

And if you live it, you better love it

Because they will push the line in public

Can't be, bangin on a budget

You sweet banging on the subject

Where I'm from the red lights mean go

Two more teenagers in white tee's mean blow

And wherever you go, no means no

And I gotta speed up, for you to be like oh he ain't slow!

And now somebody else dead because yo he ain't know

Well so he ain't low

I was born in the real states

Where pale face contemplate

Every single day, oh, how to keep color folk in their place?

Suspended animation, like a black bear hibernatin'

Vital functions near to death

While the world of waste I'm awakening

That was me in'

Solitary bandana

Eating, fishing bricks

Representing that South West Atlanta

I stay ' my whole team bleeds

My heart hawks, falcons' what more prove do you need?

Soundtrack number one

America's dying slowly

Sacrifice blood, that's been different hemoglobin

The quest for green got you outbreak

Yellow stripes down your back

The quest for green got you outbreak

Yellow stripes down your back

But once you travel that road

It ain't no turning back!

Kolors!

Music is kolor, a range of fuse

PB King, sang the blues

Shades and tones' the sounds infused

A lot of commoners to a gangsta tool

The base goes boom, can feel the boom

Everything is black in the Cadillac

Symbolize the power when the roof will say

Hit the real dime, it's an earthquake

Do quiet times with the ones that '

Who can open your mind and lay a dime

At the same time, go from behind!

On your TV screen right before your eyes

You're hypnotized in a beautiful way

Watch the flowers bloom, is it love today

Is a mix show, you can have it your way

The trumpets play and the DJs play

Is a quiet storm right in front of your face

Hit the ' my saving ways

And the music beat standing in my place

I don't rap' I'm a bastard case

With no tools in the air, no time for waste

No time for waste!

Kolors, huh!