True Colors

Lyrics

[Chorus 1: Jon Connor] Until the day we touch the sky Most of my niggas gettin' high, I feel you like Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like [Verse 1: Jon Connor] Yeah, yeah I guess I was the one that you could call na�ve, the world full of smoking mirrors World full of broken mirrors, we hurtin' like open blisters Little brother that ain't know his sisters, world colder than the coldest winters This world so backwards we don't know our own potential We could change the world, but then you say I'm in no position Sometime you just need an ear, but ain't nobody there to listen So I can't just hold this pencil and be like, "I don't know them niggas" That's like rationalizing with the killer 'cause he ain't know his victims Passion that I just can't hide, hurt but it just ain't mine Knowin' my neighborhood ain't always looked that way outside It's like they bored with us, elementary schools gettin' boarded up High schools gettin' boarded up, instead of warning us they ignoring us I'm living my vision with my eyes closed My dream, struggle ain't always what it seems I tell my people to play this song for the days that you can't take it But always rest assured that you gon' make it, but until then [Chorus 1: Jon Connor] Until the day we touch the sky Most of my niggas gettin' high, I feel you like Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like [Chorus 2: Lia Mack & Jon Connor] When the sun comes up and the moon goes down I'll be around With your head held down you can't see the light of day Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like [Verse 2: Jon Connor] Yeah, yeah What up, lost girl, trapped in this lost world Outside my window doesn't resemble what people have fought for Unprepared for this to be the song you skipped 'Cause we can all admit we call it quits when we don't wanna hear we wrong as shit Little girl all of six, living room talking shit Mama told her shut her mouth, she turned around and called her bitch Laughter fills the room, they think it's cute until she 22 Dropped out of school 'cause you ain't fixed the problem that's in front of you Fuckin' dudes, havin' babies, like it's a requirement It ain't just her that's getting fucked, it's the whole environment She intimate with dudes, she tell 'em it don't feel right And now she pregnant before she know what sex supposed to feel like We turn our heads to lost young men like it's the usual Then talk about what we should'a did at his funeral Ain't that a bitch, we hypocrites, guess with me it's hit or miss We slaves to our own ignorance, my people feel this shit [Chorus 1: Jon Connor] Until the day we touch the sky Most of my niggas gettin' high, I feel you like Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like [Chorus 2: Lia Mack & Jon Connor] When the sun comes up and the moon goes down I'll be around With your head held down you can't see the light of day Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like [Verse 3: Jon Connor] Yeah See, I done seen too many people go before their time That's why I can't just write no bullshit in every line I speak my mind because it's far too many of us dyin' Say it's too late to change the world but ain't nobody tryin' And if I don't sell at least I'll die with a clear conscience Too scared to take a stand, y'all just stand around watchin' This shit I'm seeing on the tube and I just can't accept it Cause if I do my daughter will be 16 and pregnant And I'm aware that words can be used as a weapon You wanna see some ass? Then let me see some cash, think that shit ain't connected? This shit is hard without a question But talk is cheap, so the least you could do is pay attention in this recession I'm not a conscious rapper, I'm a rapper with a conscience And all I want is progress, if you could help me with this process I'm just a human, I'm just famous on the side Now let me see them hands in the sky, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus 1: Jon Connor] Until the day we touch the sky Most of my niggas gettin' high, I feel you like Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like [Chorus 2 (Extended): Lia Mack & Jon Connor] When the sun comes up and the moon goes down I'll be around With your head held down you can't see the light of day Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like When the sun comes up and the moon goes down (Until the day we touch the sky) I'll be around (Most of my niggas gettin' high, I feel you like) With your head held down you can't see the light of day Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like When the sun comes up and the moon goes down I'll be around With your head held down you can't see the light of day Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like