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 persistence
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
'Til all will cease

Colors

Writer : MARROW, TRACY/GLENN, CHARLES ANDRE
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.