Sango Beats - Color(ed) Schemes lyrics

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Sango Beats - Color(ed) Schemes lyrics

[Verse 1]: Dark gray concrete stained burgundy Yellow tape across the empty space Black words i see Round here' n***as move cautiously Jean pockets full of dirt, green never sprouting b Black and Brown bodies painted orange like its halloween Prison yard graffitti, faces colored be disparity... Asking mommy why band-aids ain't in my color And why natural always looking like the other White type, flesh tone tan or that off cream The only time we f**ing wit the dark is in a coffin Or when a movie roll call for a dope fiend Streets ever colder (cola) how we caught up in them coke schemes Women models blonde haired with reverse tans Dying too be lighter inside like an open hand Guess them europeans had themselves a different plan Could of swore cocoa was the color of the first man And now he clear as water too society Can't even get clear water, basic social needs So i'm here breaking down what the culture needs Whether Garifuna or a dark skinned Philippine Whether you Nigerian, Morroccan, or a lighter team We all from the Garden of Eden so f** the color schemes And i ain't saying dat we all the same at heart But it was only two people on the deck of Noah's ark sh** [Hook]: (Repeat) Said, never fall victim to the color schemes Find comfort knowing everything ain't what it seems... [Verse 2]: Please peep the positioning Plain colored palette steady painting our conditioning Cuz Black is only wanted when we talking oil Or when you need a famished youngin' too collect your spoils I swear we dye (die) minds for these diamonds Cuz Black been the face of poverty for some time son And why every f**ing savior coated all white Like Black mean you evil, well my life don' shown me different sights Its only natural to darken when you in the sun And since we started Earth it make sense that we the darkest ones They try to k** us wit our color using Black codes Then they shoved white into our pockets for them crack codes.... Thats the yin and yang of society Swirling energies dedicated to expire me Stuck up in environments where ain't nobody hiring Capitol ain't matching up so we resort to firing.... Bodies dropping like stock so we exchange souls Slavery around my neck but it's painted gold See if you don' lived your whole life without clothes It only make sense to take a life just too get robes

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