[Verse 1] What is living colored? Raised by my mother Tell her that I love her And that I appreciate
Everything she’s done Put me through college And even though she going broke She made sure that gold AmEx in my wallet
Mama don't be touching that pension Baby boy going on a mission Auntie gotta go to intervention Gotta go before your liver give in
Don't be looking in the bottle for the magic Mama stop buying those lottery tickets The rich get richer and The poor pour liquor That there is colorful living
I wish rich man was my dad Money can't buy me happiness But if poor is keeping us sad I'd rather be down with a lot more cash
Therefore I dream of days when I ball out Big house where roaches don't crawl out Covering my mother’s eyes Now open wide but don't fall out
As I mastermind the minds of masses Pastor packing cash in baskets Bashful bastards missing pappies Chi and rocking ca'go khakis Cocking gats express emotions Through the killings Feeling souless hopeless homeless Therefore we only lay in caskets Light the blunt and dust the ashes
I'm really not the kind to preach I hated church since I was 10 That was when my daddy left Neither he nor Jesus came back again
So who taught me to be a man Who taught me to the fear of God Who taught me to love again My mama mama mama I know that wasn't your job
Maybe I'm black and I'm beautiful Maybe I'm not his reflection Maybe he never learned how to love Maybe he got an erection I don't know if I should thank the lord That papa forgot his protection The curse of a colorful living I'm hoping that I can deliver this message
[Outro] You living (x6) You living (x4) Colored (x2) You living (x4) You live and you learn (x2)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
