Ice Cube - Color Blind Lyrics
* send all corrections to mrmaj@juno.comIce cube:Heres another day at the stoplightIm lookin in my mirror so I can see who can see meSouth central is puttin ice cube to the testWith four brothas in the ssI cant go around and cant back upSo I gotta peep game layin in the cutIs this a jack or a kidnap?Since Im never ever slippin I fully strappedI grab my gat out the gloveNow, do these fools got a problem with me?Or do they got love?So when the light turns green, I dont bone outI wanna see what these black men are all aboutCuz if its my time, Im just shortIf not, Im pluggin they super sportFirst they get behind my ride...Then they switch lanes to the left sideIm scopin out the one smokin indoComin up fast, rollin down his windowHe threw up a sign, I put away my nineFool, cuz Im color blindThreat:Killa cali, the state where they killOver colors cuz brothas dont know the dealAnd theyll cap you, not if they have toBut if they want to, first they might confront youBut every nigga on my block cant stopAnd he wont and he dont stopNot to the bang bang boogie, but they like to gangbangAnd rookies aint the only ones that dropSome say the little locs are gettin a little too locedAnd when it comes to dust, they kick up the mostSay the wrong wordThen whistle down the street to your homies like a birdBust a u-turn, come back and get served niggaFor the women, it dont matter how loud they blouse getBut wearin the wrong color outfit, could get your mouth splitIts a shame, but it aint no thang to meCuz I slang these thangs like a gIts on, is anybody killin for the summertimeI gotta get another nine, even though Im colorblindKam:Im fresh outta county on bailAnd no sooner do I get out, seems like Im right back in jailFor some gang related activityCuz everyday, different fools try to get with meFor no more than a color, or territoryCant rehabilitate em, thats the sheriffs storySo whats left, the judge goes deafWhen you try to tell your sideAnd you aint blue eyedBoy you better duck cuz the book is cominAnd just hand your car keys over to your womanBecause it aint no sunshine where you headedAnd the shitll drive you crazy if you let itBut now, I got time to thinkBecause they hit me with everything but the kitchen sinkAnd I aint even shed a tearCuz believe it or not, they got more love for me hereNow picture that, but on a black and white photographCuz brothas, you dont know the halfOn the streets I was damn near outta my mindBut ever since Ive been downIm colorblindWc:Now heres the game plan, yo, at a quarter to nineI was told to peel a cap on the other sideYo, young and dumb, full of come up, a baby locI gotta put in work for the hood and that aint no jokeCoolio:Stable and able but Im not ready and willinCuz Im only 13 and I aint never did a killinGrabbed the a.k. and jumped in the g rideStarted up the bucket and headed for the other sideWc:Yo, spotted the enemies, now Im on a creep tipHit the 5 dollar stick and I i put in my clipCoolio:So, I jumped out the car and no matter what the costI had my mind set on sendin niggaz to harrison rossWc:Caught one from the back and I looked in eyesThinkin should I peel his cap, or should I let him surviveYo, Im trapped in the plan designed by another sideCoolio:I aint contributin to genocide (why? )Cuz Im colorblindKing tee:Niggaz in the hood aint changedAnd Ive finally figure out that were not in the same gangCuz, I walk the alleys of compton with nowhere to turnEvery which way I get burned babyLou wears blue, big fred wears redPut em together and we color em deadDead, dyin, gettin smoked like part of the funThey get smoked just to show how many come to the funeralJ-dee(lench mob):I understand how all my homeboys feelCuz I was shot and to this day, I pack my steelCuz I was born in a certain territoryWhere you dont talk only the streets tell storiesWith blue and red bandanas on the streetAnd if you slippin, youll be six feet deepCuz me and t-bone, we pay it no mindAnd for the rest of the mob, we stay color blind. . .
