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Colors

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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

Violence insanity
Live in profanity
Then some punk claimin
They understanding me
Give me a break
What world do you live in
Death is my sect
Guess my religion

Colors

My pants are sagging
Fucked up hair
Suckers stare
But I don’t care
My game ain’t knowledge
My game’s fear
I’ve no remorse
Motherfucker 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
Homocides my favorite venge

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
Psyco-analize - tried
Diagnising 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
Thou we all want peace
But our war won’t end
Till all will cease

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