Color Purple

[Verse 1] It's been a long time coming, but I'm about to change things Holler at these kids that like to gangbang Whether you real with it or just playing games Whether you maintain or banging that thang thang If you bumping this in your whip, you should change lanes Slow up, and get your brain on the same frame We all bleed the same blood through the same vein We all need the same love, feel the same pain Some'll slang crack, some'll slang caine And it's a damn shame, brothers acting like Ringling (clowns) Barnum and Bailey brothers, knowing jacks don't barely love us They love to see brothers kill brothers The 2k4 version of Colors Word to my mommy Guiliani could eat a dick cause only God could judge us Let's keep things rationalized Anything I write, shit'll nationalize [Hook] If you ain't scared of no blood Tell that faggot to throw it up outside after the club If you ain't scared of no crip Say nigga fuck this shit, we could pop this off up in here But if you a true to life thug Sweep that shit under the rug and give each other a hug Red and blue make purple, the color of love Red and blue make the color purple [Verse 2] I changed the game like James changed the book You heard the verse, now let me explain the hook See, I need all of you gangs to look See how people came this far? You know what type of pain it took? Do I gotta worry when I wear my blue and my red That another black man gon put two in my head? What if it's war, you might need my food or my bed Just think about it, what good am I to you if I'm dead? I know we all gotta eat though It seems like all we know is how to cop a kilo from little [?] Bring the shit to the hood, sell the shit to our people Most of y'all niggas is slaves to y'all ego Vice Lords, Latin Kings We need peace god, we need to start practicing See, I'm even trying to do it through this rapping thing So I don't have to see none of y'all motherfuckers that feel you have to sing [Hook] [Verse 3] The real gangs is the government The Democrats are the crips And the niggas that blood to them is the Republicans Instead of claiming a set, they claim oil mines in Iraq Some in the Ukraine and Tibet Yet, we don't even pose no threat They got a system that'll lock us for killing one another Like they give a shit They ain't care about Kody Scott Mike Concepcion, whether he was a OG or not Wish somebody woulda told me to stop Shit, I used to shoot a lot, it was like giving Kobe the rock Remember Mikey first showed me the Glock And being we only thirteen, I was like totally shocked I thought we was killers, but now we know that we not Cause he's dead and I'm alone, I get lonely a lot I don't care if you blood or cuz If you wasn't or was Nigga, you black, show each other some love [Hook]