![]() Other times it undermines the fact the mine are over minds It's tough that Every other time a bother rhymes So stop what you doing we won't take it anymoreīefore you come in my house wipe ya feet at the door My people ain't supportin your black history show Nigger in the street, I don't think so bro Hip hop, black culture and which fitted you pickin out You got a lot to learn before you even think about You own riches and don't know what homeless is Or is it ignorance? You don't know your own privilege Innocent, take a mile when I give and inchĪnd how you getting rich, is it a coincidence? Raped the culture and you standing there looking all Peep how I master this and break down how you took it all I gave birth to this and you just took it and co opted it and profitedĪnd packaged it and wouldn't give me half of it The game never been equal, ain't no food on my plate You know the subway is the underground railroad When I see him on the T taking up two seatsĪnd say, "excuse me, but would you move if hell froze?" I see red when i peep a pink cheeked boston meathead You can tell me that you're winking, but the grin won't lieĪnd no mouth supplies, what your skin tone hidesĪbout a thousand miles south as the jim crow flies Pretending that you're black enough and rapping with the lights off Pretty soon you're buying fitted hats and high tops Of a sea of white kids bent on supermanning that hoe Your first rap show posted in the back row I write these color lines these color lines I write these color lines cause if I don't I'll lose my mind These color lines these color lines been here since jump Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).These color lines will make you break you make you choose a side Get the embed code George Watsky - Guilty Pleasures Album Lyrics1.A Conversation With Bieber2.Color Lines3.Everything Turns Gold4.Fight! Fight! Fight!5.Girl Next Got This Love8.Run My Mouth9.Waking HourGeorge Watsky Lyrics provided by Just put a bullet in for each missed dose of Ritalin I thought we were cool now I'm this close to giving in Grab my fam, and grandma and light us up like a filament You looking for the keys, then you better check the pockets Well if you're talking on who's making it, I'll play devil's advocateĪ lot of black music has white dollars backing it That includes the people who created it and paved the way for this I just want to sit on my porch, drink a forty and spit I'm running out of patience while you do the work of Satan I guess I pressed this record off the bank he madeīut I want independance, past the declarationīut one down ass white boy can't pay for reparations Yes, My great grands had land, had slaves If you understand that, tell your people what you knowīecause one of em got enough money to pay back what you owe We ain't living in a house that master built ![]() ![]() ![]() These color lines will make you break you make you choose a side ![]()
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