Tipamijo - Colors Lyrics

Smart money just a tad obscene
Wash away every other color but green
Smart money says we're red and blues today
Smart money smart money

Racial discrimination homeland occupation they preaching race separation
I'm bout to run out of patience
I don't know what you want from me I don't know what your two eyes see

Damn how many times can I say it hating another for the color of their skin I hate it
We all bleed red even though our skin a different color we all somebody mother father sister brother
We all have to share this earth together so it only makes sense to end discrimination to live better
But unfortunately some think they're better than others just because they're white
They think they're more clever

Smart money just a tad obscene
Wash away every other color but green
Smart money says where red and blues today
Smart money smart money

Racial discrimination homeland occupation they preaching race separation
I'm bout to run out of patience
I don't know what you want from me I don't know what your two eyes see

Where the love go where the love go
Where the love go where the love go
All I see is a bunch of haters in your circle
You wanted me to do bad bad stuck down and out no education no cash no cash
It's time to make these bigots shut up say what it's time to make these bigots shut up
Let them all feel the pain let the world know their name look in the mirror
If you wanna see who's to blame

Smart money
Wanna see who's to blame
Smart money
Who's to blame
Does this person have a name
Smart money
Why can't it all be Love
Smart Money
Smart money
I don't really know
Smart money
How far this will go
Smart money
But I can say
On these shoulders I'll hold this weight

They call us everything in the book and we gotta look the other way disrespectful
When they talk disrespectful with what they say
I'm not less than a man cause my skin's melonated I'm black and I'm proud white supremacists hate it
We're all the same people stop trying to separate us every morning that is the mission for racists
Every morning that is the mission for racists yes they discriminate on others with no basis
Wait hold up what now you want me to call down you want me to bend knee to repent and fall down
Nope I don't think so drop em like plinko don't make me go Bruce Willis and grab the quattro cinco
Wooh 'bout to drop a bomb on these boys boom boom boom that's me with the noise
I don't understand why we're not equal it's simple to me we're all God's people
But you still want me in the fire but I still see the hate in your eyes
I'll fall down to my knees and scream to God and ask him why

Racial discrimination homeland occupation they preaching race separation
I'm bout to run out of patience
I don't know what you want from me I don't know what your two eyes see