Anonymous 4 Now - COLORS

Colors, don't color me bad
Colors don't color me bad
Colors don't color me bad
Colors don't color me bad
Colors don't color me bad
Colors don't color me bad
Don't color me bad
Don't color me bad

Red is for the blood that's shedding
Red is for the laws of the indigenous I sit with them in dreams
They carry me home to the lands where I was birth the turf I settle on
Is rooted with the love and care for fairness for all the human beings
And black is for resistance
And black is for ingenuity and black is for defended
My fucking rights to just to live, so grip that steel
So keep it real, so keep it honest
You wife and kids, they need protection
Orange is the new black and black is the new orange we been subjected to manual Labor
The days are getting harder on my back who's really got my back in all these strenuous Times
I see a nigga at the register tell him i need employment I need employment
He tell me go the forces they still deploying
Me to the streets and abroad but would I go abroad when I can fight on the home front knowing I can do something with that
You gave me my meaning to my skin
You tell me don't fight it just give in
You gave me my meaning to skin
You tell me don't fight it

Colors, don't color me bad
Colors don't color me bad
Colors don't color me bad
Colors don't color me bad
Colors don't color me bad
Colors don't color me bad
Don't color me bad ohh
Don't color me bad

Roy nothing but a child impressionable
Taught by his parents
Love nothing more than an island
White sands tainted by the drip of the shore
Buoyed by murky waters
Undeserving of the pain that he showed, made his world his idle
Greed and discrimination to manipulate pain
Of course his dark clouds gonna precipitate rain
Funds saved in case someone rained on our parade
Troubled, denied scholarships and entrance to his father's college
Fumbled, the bag he had to carry it, inside his broken honor
Upon arrival, meet two bros
Humbled, G kept his name what he owed
Biv, short for bivin, named after belle biv devoe, by his momma
Broke thru his wall, wore out his armor
Of course, he had to unlearn they never pardoned
But their smiles warmer than his brother's
And the embrace tight as his mother's
Perception looked past color, slowly looked past color

Written by:
Adamu Mba, Nduati Macharia

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