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Ice Cube - Color Blind Şarkı Sözleri
ice cube: here´s another day at the stoplight i´m lookin in my mirror so i can see who can see me south central is puttin ice cube to the test with four brothas in the ss i can´t go around and can´t back up so i gotta peep game layin in the cut is this a jack or a kidnap? since i´m never ever slippin i fully strapped i grab my gat out the glove now, do these fools got a problem with me? or do they got love? so when the light turns green, i don´t bone out i wanna see what these black men are all about cuz if it´s my time, i´m just short if not, i´m pluggin they super sport first they get behind my ride... then they switch lanes to the left side i´m scopin out the one smokin indo comin up fast, rollin down his window he threw up a sign, i put away my nine fool, cuz i´m color blind threat: killa cali, the state where they kill over colors cuz brothas don´t know the deal and they´ll cap you, not if they have to but if they want to, first they might confront you but every nigga on my block can´t stop and he won´t and he don´t stop not to the bang bang boogie, but they like to gangbang and rookies ain´t the only ones that drop some say the little locs are gettin a little too loc´ed and when it comes to dust, they kick up the most say the wrong word then whistle down the street to your homies like a bird bust a u-turn, come back and get served nigga for the women, it don´t matter how loud they blouse get but wearin the wrong color outfit, could get your mouth split it´s a shame, but it ain´t no thang to me cuz i slang these thangs like a g it´s on, is anybody killin for the summertime i gotta get another nine, even though i´m colorblind kam: i´m fresh outta county on bail and no sooner do i get out, seems like i´m right back in jail for some gang related activity cuz everyday, different fools try to get with me for no more than a color, or territory can´t rehabilitate ´em, that´s the sheriff´s story so what´s left, the judge goes deaf when you try to tell your side and you ain´t blue eyed boy you better duck cuz the book is comin´ and just hand your car keys over to your woman because it aint no sunshine where you headed and the shit´ll drive you crazy if you let it but now, i got time to think because they hit me with everything but the kitchen sink and i ain´t even shed a tear cuz believe it or not, they got more love for me here now picture that, but on a black and white photograph cuz brothas, you don´t know the half on the streets i was damn near outta my mind but ever since i´ve been down i´m colorblind wc: now here´s the game plan, yo, at a quarter to nine i was told to peel a cap on the other side yo, young and dumb, full of come up, a baby loc i gotta put in work for the hood and that ain´t no joke coolio: stable and able but i´m not ready and willin cuz i´m only 13 and i ain´t never did a killin grabbed the a.k. and jumped in the g ride started up the bucket and headed for the other side wc: yo, spotted the enemies, now i´m on a creep tip hit the 5 dollar stick and i i put in my clip coolio: so, i jumped out the car and no matter what the cost i had my mind set on sendin niggaz to harrison ross wc: caught one from the back and i looked in eyes thinkin should i peel his cap, or should i let him survive yo, i´m trapped in the plan designed by another side coolio: i ain´t contributin to genocide (why?) cuz i´m colorblind king tee: niggaz in the hood ain´t changed and i´ve finally figure out that we´re not in the same gang cuz, i walk the alleys of compton with nowhere to turn every which way i get burned baby lou wears blue, big fred wears red put ´em together and we color ´em dead dead, dyin, gettin smoked like part of the fun they get smoked just to show how many come to the funeral j-dee(lench mob): i understand how all my homeboys feel cuz i was shot and to this day, i pack my steel cuz i was born in a certain territory where you don´t talk only the streets tell stories with blue and red bandanas on the street and if you slippin, you´ll be six feet deep cuz me and t-bone, we pay it no mind and for the rest of the mob, we stay color blind... |
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