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Bro, wish I could paint a pretty picture But where I'm from color ain't a spectrum, it's a nigga It's a thinking, it's a tipping and a sliding scale for human That's why they judge me on my darker shade of hue, man F*ck what they been said, the world's a vignette of inbreds So all that redneck shit gets chin-checked I black and blue that attitude And rep' for the destitute avenues left off for bad and boug' Coogi knitted up, rouge is in my cup Green is in my doobie, I’m with cuties in the cut Coffee skin beauties with fuchsia coochies dripping nut Tickled pink off this lickle drink, I truly gives a f*ck, uh Angelus Paint covers up all my trainers I’m color coordinated, there’s blood on my Jordan Lasers I lace em with colorful language, cussing out all my haters White boy blacks out, buzzing off forty Jägers, what Ubiquitous, leave 'em with tinnitus ring Erythematous skin, bring ruthless punishment to King Sisyphus Polychromatic pandemic scope in how we span the globe Suffocate synthetically prophetic hope Quote unquote gunboat diplomacy with global reach Painting the blackened sky with brush strokes, puff smoke Beneath the rust coat reveal that faded color combination now for restoration Like Heisenberg slam it, fulminated mercury Exploding, throwing folks in the blue like I was Hercules Emergency red lights, hurry over to see what's happening Mystery standing up on the balcony Perhaps I be a falcon vision through kaleidoscopes With colorful image of gun fire quotes Light up a Stogie if you know me, planting purple fields Building in the palace of gold, showing that god feel Man I be loving the colors when munching a bag of the shrooms with the others I gotta be honest I'm kind of a light weight, kinda like pink on a pussy of gash meat  Yellow like bad feet, better just have a seat up at the back G Too many legends of rappers to clash, ya wanna come bring it then pack heat We never go slack, believe My eyes are blacked out and red from the purple punch I've been smoking and talking bullshit all ghost white like the Brady bunch This beautiful multicultural rap lunch that packs a punch  So take a seat and enjoy it like Sunday brunch  Crimson like the eyeballs of Ghidorah when it's feeding time Tints to give the crowd a seizure, sour, sweet, chocolate lime Brownish green, coffee, white cream, and a box of nine colored paints Custom made palette, get it muddled Jade Amulet subtle take 'nuff to make your mother faint Mug to make the Hubble Space Shuttle lens shutter break Grey rubble, bake yellow butter cake Take cover, live to write another day
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