I'm givin' you up Stip the layers, Make me better, Help me get out clean Show your colours I'm slipping under Help me throught this..please [CHORUS
face, you'll be chicken teriyaki While I'm on that new thug passion, that Belvedere and Saki Chopping bricks with some chop sticks, i told you i got this [Chorus
stand and fall on y'all ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ball these days aint sh-t Young Money is I got mars bars three musketeers come through coupe same colour
gotta go my own way [end of chorus] Don't wanna leave it all behind But I get my hopes up and I watch them fall everytime Another colour turns to grey
But he likes, all the same And these lights are glowing But he don't want none He rather chill and hug me Baby, he could be the one [Chorus] You want
) 'Fore the invasions of haters, man crews from all around (do it a) Used to get down at True Flavas, bumpin Key Lo (let's do it again) Rockin Damage, Cross Colour
couch and a whole lot of trainers a closset full of clothes and some brand new dangers and some mexican floral arrangers a great big tv that'll entertain us some colourful
as a fat .. You showed your best part, now you're like a .. And now I'm ..your ass .. the best of it, Making shawty at your ass ...like my next to it. Chorus
Na na ni, oohh na na now, haha yeah [Chorus:] We're in it from morning to night, someones always going down now, im feeling the shots, the dealers the
, like an ornament at Christmas time, on G's. But don't nothing move, til the money transfer, word to my crew. The green done coloured my dreams blue,
when we taste the colour We shall finally see the picture Can you feel this colour? I'm feeling you, my brother, can't you colour me funky! Can you
a paper .. Can't lie to you girl, girl ... Is ...no damn .., what's candy colours ..we fight man We can't stand to jump, Pull out that ...Atlanta's .. Chorus
time And the war has begun. (chorus) She's run away, she's run away, And she ran so bitterly. Now, call to your colours, friend, Don't you call to me. (chorus
homee Pull out a A-K nd pop yuh in yah funny bone Laugh now die later motha Fucker Yuh a bitch like Zada By Data Mothaa fucker Y E A H (Chorus) Call
just imagine that though...and just dream...'cause this is real grime MC'ing (huh) but it's never gonna' change...until you change... (Inferno's Chorus
a man If your faith he doesn't hold? Say the colour of his skin Is the colour of his soul? Or could you say if men For king and country all must die? Chorus
out for the night And I'm up to somethin' somethin' somethin' somethin' flyer than rights? Brothers, colours as bright Is that who I think it is? Tell the kids that they right [XV - Chorus
Just the almighty I sit down pon the throne Main chorus I pray fe a land that free of evil - I pray I pray that the wicked them read jah Bible - I pray Chorus