[Intro:]
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Welcome to my hood
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Kolors, kolors, all type of kolors
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Photographs are like mirrors
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They can hold a body for a moment
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I grew up on foe corners
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But jumped in a circle.
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Hologram on a foot nigga here
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Cut his body on a piece, so watch the cheese spread
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Had to move, had the touch from niggas fingers
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You know how your friends are.
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They're each a old box of Prinkles
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'in the back seat of their car
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Want passion in a crowded room
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You can see the bastard chew.
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I don't talk when I ride, that's what the feat. For
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Ain't no pressure when you see me, that's what hit for
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Lucille whaling'
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You spent the more' niggas.
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Tell me the truth! Tell me how it really go
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You don't have to say it no more
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You're on a different type of shit
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The extraordinary shit
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The shit that I don't understand
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But I ain't gonna say it no more!
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Kolors!
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You see black and white is the color of business
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And now my dresses are dirty and this color ' going the distance
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But for a white dollar sign, I do a white color crime
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Cause I don't need cash, I don't need credit
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Now that I've said it, yeah
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And I've spell kolors with a K!
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And all of my outfit is in flame
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I'm not a begger, I'm simply dresses in this glamour
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To save the life of a stranger
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Uh, poor thing, you didn't know that you're in danger
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So now that you understand why I can't be understated
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Why this collaboration has to be completely kolor coordinated
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Cause when you see a fin flag fall
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That's all it took!
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Didn't see the face of who did it, but the kolor was so vivid
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Then you feel it, you owe it, then get quoted
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Go out and catch it and kill it and ' never forgive it
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It's a prison, not a Paradise to pass to and visit..
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Complete the comity
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And if you live it, you better love it
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Because they will push you the'
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Bang it on a budget
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You say you bang it over subject
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Well, I'm from the red lights lingo
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Too more teenagers and white teens lingo
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And wherever you go, no means no
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And I gotta speed up, and feel, oh, he ain't slow!
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And now somebody else's dead, cause you all here, you know!
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It was all here, you know!
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I was born in the real states
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Where pale face contemplate
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Every single day, oh, how to keep color folk in their place?
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Suspended animation, like a black bear hibernate
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Vital functions near to death
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While the world of waste I'm awakening
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That was me in'
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Solitary bandana
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Eating, fishing bricks
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Representing that South West Atlanta.
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I stay ' my whole team bleeds.
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My heart hawks, falcons' what more prove do you need?
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Soundtrack number one
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America's dying slowly
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Sacrifice blood, that's been different hemoglobin
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The quest for green got you outbreak
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Yellow stripes down your back
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The quest for green got you outbreak
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Yellow stripes down your back
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But once you travel that road
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It ain't no turning back!
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Kolors!
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Music is kolor, a range of fuse
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PB King, say the blues
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Shades and tones' the sounds infused
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A lot of commoners to a gangsta tool
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The base goes boom, can feel the boom
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Everything is black in the Cadillac
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Symbolize the power when the roof will say
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Hit the real dime, it's an earthquake
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Do quiet times with the ones that '
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Who can open your mind and lay a dime
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At the same time, go from behind!
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On your TV screen right before your eyes
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You're hypnotized in a beautiful way
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Watch the flowers bloom, is it love today
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Is a mix show, you can have it your way
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The trumpets play and the DJs play
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Is a quiet storm right in front of your face
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Hit the ' my saving ways
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And the music beat standing in my place
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I don't rap' I'm a bastard case
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With no tools in the air, no time for waste
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No time for waste!
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Kolors, huh!
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Kolors
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| Goodie Mob |
