Colors


I am a nightmare walking – psychopath talking
king of my jungle – just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker – quick is my fuse
Then dead as a deathpack – the colors I choose
red or blue cause a blood – it just don’t matter
Sucker die for your life with my shotgun scatters
we gangs of C.A. will never die….just multiply

Colors!

you don’t know me, fool – you disown me
I don’t need your assistance, social persistance
any problem I got I just put my fist in
My life is violent, but violent is life
peace is a dream, reality is a knife
my colors my honour my colors my all
with my colors upon me one soldier stands tall
tell me what have you left me, what have I got
last night in cold blood my boy — got shot
my home got jacked, my mother’s on crack
my sister can’t work cause her arms show trax

Madness insanity – live in profanity
then some punk claimin they understandin me
give me a break, what world do you live in
death is my sect, guess my religion

Colors!

My pants are saggin braided hair
suckers stare but I don’t care
my game ain’t knowledge – my game’s fear
I’ve no remorse so squares beware
But my true mission is just revenge
you ain’t in my sect, you ain’t my friend
wear the wrong color – your life could end
homicide’s my favorite venge (beach?)

Colors!

I’ll just walk like a giant – police defiant
you’ll say to stop – but I’ll say that I can’t
my gangs my family – it’s all that I have
I’m a star – on the walls is my autograph
You don’t like it – so you know where you can go
cause the streets are my stage – and terror’s my show
psychoanalyze – tried diagnosing me wise
It wasn’t your brother that brutally died
But it was mine – so let me define
my territory don’t cross the line
Don’t try to act crazy – cause the shit don’t thank me
you can be read like a punk – it wouldn’t amaze me
cause my colors death – though we all want peace
but our war won’t end – till all will cease
Colors!


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