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t-moe – color me dope كلمات اغاني

best lyricist in texas please believe it. (ha)
uhh the road to riches got traffic i took a back street
got goat talent but really more of a black sheep
oh yeah your boy back up like how a cat creep
gone be the best rapper from the south if you ask me

god bless the child that can hold his own
this way too dope for us to talk about on mobile phones they’re tracking em now
ain’t have no moves when i made juice look at the track record now (haha)
now i need you to color me dope as f_ck
i don’t give a michael jordan shoulder shrug
bout any n_gga capping like they’re close to us
raise your glasses toast it up
to he who done made something out of nothing like its n_gga rigged
proper we the business b_tch
the devil hitting l!cks and sh_t he robbed me of my innocence
and i can’t get it back and that’s why i proceed to k!lling sh_t (boom boom boom)
f_ck the hero rather play the villain bih
why because that’s really where respect come
i put that sh_t on nike you won’t check none (nah)
not unless you don’t want your next breath cuz
i pull them sticks out n_ggas get froze that’s word to quest love
h_ll no i can’t rest cause i’m the next up
making moves like a chess club
my second tape this sh_t sound like the best of
i need you to color me dope as h_ll
selling music but i push that sh_t like it’s coke for sell (lets go)
oh yeah they tried to stop me but to no avail i persevered
if you a hater hope this hurt your ears (yes sir)
see i done k!lled all of my of peers i had to carry something
two trays on each side i’m tryna bury something
two trays on each side that means 6 pallbearers huh
the fact you recognize this sh_t ain’t fair i guess that’s fair enough (break it down)
all the sh_t i missed on got me tearing up
writing raps then tear em up then write again and tear it up
just to put it out and hope you liking what you hearing huh
a target for critique i took the sh_t without a worry yeah (what else)
but you’ve got to practice how u play i played the role that i was given
i make it u gone jam it ain’t no hoping u gone listen
i grew from out the concrete as a rose now pay attention
to that glimmer that done turned into the sun b_tch watch me glisten
ain’t no victory speeches give me my moment give the glory to jesus
this food for thought for the masses hope you ordered it seasoned
yeah your grind looks good but you ain’t making no moves
like a pair of new sneakers on a paraplegic
buried the demon
resurfaced and started purging the people
nice with the words
courteous lingo
churches cathedrals and tabernacles
couldn’t bless you with these words that i’m speaking
life’s a b_tch and leaving her is costly but it’s cheaper to keep her
tila tequila little f_ckers got a lot on your chest (uh huh)
claiming you got bars but i’m not that impressed
all that multi syllable cynical wittier individual
sh_t is just funny trash what a comical mess
you see my plug said the pack touched down he got that ever green
now i’m in the field with a bow i’m katniss everdeen
do it for my district i’ve got to get it by any means
but we don’t play them hunger games n_gga we eating everything (we eating)
you claim you’re real but a hypocrite in a sense
like if you got put on lock would you sing for your innocence (yep)
you’ll break the code then act like you hate a snitch
homeboy you mr. feeny your principles on the fence
my aim is to take you out like a cropped picture
represent what you can not see i’m a swastika
over heads my 16’s got a lot in them
say a line and it won’t register like a shoplifter (sheesh)
aww sh_t every line i drop jewels like auschwitz
if you calling my phone i hope it’s to call quits (yeah)
homie i was made for the smoke like exhaust kits
before i get off this (look)
dolphin hole boy i’m back with the flow
this is lyrical loud pack i could backwood the flow
like whatever i spit forward i could backward the flow
flow it backward come forward spitting that’s from practicing though
color me dope
yesterday i saw a d_boy crying i walked up and asked what’s wrong
he said the streets got a drought and it’s because i’m taking too long
color me dope
color me dope
color me dope
color me dope
color me dope
the road to riches got traffic i took a back street
got goat talent but really more of a black sheep
color me dope

- t moe

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