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Ice Cube – Color Blind lyrics

Cube Here's:
another day at the stoplight I'm
lookin in my mirror so I can see who can see me South
Central is puttin Ice Cube to the test With
four brothas in the SS I
can't go around and can't back up So
I gotta peep game layin in the cut Is
this a jack or a kidnap Since?
I'm never ever slippin I fully strapped I
grab my gat out the glove Now
do, these fools got a problem with me Or?
do they got love So?
when the light turns green I, don't bone out I
wanna see what these black men are all about Cuz
if it's my time I'm, just short If
not I'm, pluggin they Super Sport First
they get behind my ride Then...
they switch lanes to the left side I'm
scopin out the one smokin indo Comin
up fast rollin, down his window He
threw up a sign I, put away my nine Fool
cuz, I'm color blind Threat

Cali the, state where they kill Over
colors cuz brothas don't know the deal And
they'll cap you not, if they have to But
if they want to first, they might confront you But
every nigga on my block can't stop And
he won't and he don't stop Not
to the bang bang boogie but, they like to gangbang And
rookies ain't the only ones that drop Some
say the little locs are gettin a little too loc'ed And
when it comes to dust they, kick up the most Say
the wrong word Then
whistle down the street to your homies like a bird Bust
a u-turn come, back and get served nigga For
the women it, don't matter how loud they blouse get But
wearin the wrong color outfit could, get your mouth split It's
a shame but, it ain't no thang to me Cuz
I slang these thangs like a G It's
on is, anybody killin for the summertime I
gotta get another nine even, though I'm colorblind KAM

fresh outta county on bail And
no sooner do I get out seems, like I'm right back in jail For
some gang related activity Cuz
everyday different, fools try to get with me For
no more than a color or, territory Can't
rehabilitate 'em that's, the sheriff's story So
what's left the, judge goes deaf When
you try to tell your side And
you ain't blue eyed Boy
you better duck cuz the book is comin' And
just hand your car keys over to your woman Because
it aint no sunshine where you headed And
the shit'll drive you crazy if you let it But
now I, got time to think Because
they hit me with everything but the kitchen sink And
I ain't even she'd a tear Cuz
believe it or not they, got more love for me here Now
picture that but, on a black and white photograph Cuz
brothas you, don't know the half On
the streets I was damn near outta my mind But
ever since I've been down I'm
colorblind WC

here's the game plan yo, at, a quarter to nine I
was told to peel a cap on the other side Yo
young, and dumb full, of come up a, baby loc I
gotta put in work for the hood and that ain't no joke Coolio

and able but I'm not ready and willin Cuz
I'm only 13 and I ain't never did a killin Grabbed
the A K.and. jumped in the G ride Started
up the bucket and headed for the other side WC

spotted, the enemies now, I'm on a creep tip Hit
the 5 dollar stick and I I put in my clip Coolio

I, jumped out the car and no matter what the cost I
had my mind set on sendin niggaz to Harrison Ross WC

one from the back and I looked in eyes Thinkin
should I peel his cap or, should I let him survive Yo
I'm, trapped in the plan designed by another side Coolio

ain't contributin to genocide (why )?Cuz
I'm colorblind King

Tee Niggaz:
in the hood ain't changed And
I've finally figure out that we're not in the same gang Cuz
I, walk the alleys of Compton with nowhere to turn Every
which way I get burned baby Lou
wears blue Big, Fred wears red Put
'em together and we color 'em dead Dead
dyin, gettin, smoked like part of the fun They
get smoked just to show how many come to the funeral J-Dee(Lench

Mob) I:
understand how all my homeboys feel Cuz
I was shot and to this day I, pack my steel Cuz
I was born in a certain territory Where
you don't talk only the streets tell stories With
blue and red bandanas on the street And
if you slippin you'll, be six feet deep Cuz
me and T-bone we, pay it no mind And
for the rest of the mob we, stay color blind

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