Jill Scott:
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I see your true colours shinin through, I see your true colors, and that's why i love you (x2)
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Starr: [talking] yo, im from the ghetto... straight up... i won't make it up...
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Yo, father forgive
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we all tryin to survive where we live
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I'd rather feed a homeless take time and talk to their kids
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Show em life ain't a walk in the bridge?
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Damn it's hard as it is
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When i be dreamin
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I be talkin to B.I.G.
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And my hood it ain't no yellow brick road
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You hear the shots (echo)
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sneakers hangin from the telephone pole
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And my ghetto ain't no rainbow (or pots of gold)
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But there was love from the family
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When times got cold
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I sit and analyze the world from my project roof
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I seen the hope in the eyes of a trouble youth
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A good kid, I kept this burna in dis motha goose
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**A motherless child lost in these streets lose**
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And the moral of the day: These are rainy days
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My man got popped at an early age
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His college fund saved up to his early grave
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They say the good die young
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We're headed for them pearly gates
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Jill Scott:
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I see your true colours shinin through, I see your true colors, and that's why i love you (x2)
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Starr: [talking] Staight up, I can see through you man, i know you ain't really like that
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They say this love wasn't meant to be
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Two people from two different worlds
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We wasn't meant to be
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It musta been fate you was sent to me
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We'll make it through these hard times, eventually
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Let's stand and fight
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Walk by faith, and not by sight
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We're all the same colour when you turn out the lights
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I take the sunshine with the pain
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Where my {saren?} guards at, thats when it rains
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No fridge, kept the food on the window pane
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We all breathe the same air, so we all the same
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I'm trapped in this ghetto maze tryin to make it out
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If you don't know me, don't judge me
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What you talkin bout?
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A father by the boulevard of the broken dreams
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Single mothers, ya'll my heros, ya'll my Queens
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To get my moms out the hood thats my hope and dreams
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To raise my son to be a soldier by any means
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Jill Scott:
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I see your true colours shinin through, I see your true colors, and that's why i love you (x2)
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i see, and i knwo its true, i know, i see em! yeeeaahh .. true colors.. i see baby ...
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True Colors
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| Fredro Starr |
