Colours

Lyrics

[Intro: Urthboy, Solo, [?]] What up, Hunter? Stay up, yeah, yeah Big up Canteen It's a first, Sydney representin' [Verse 1: Solo] Take a look at us It's easy to see we ain't no gangbangers But my crew keep it tighter than a bandana (bandana) I know a dude who flow smooth like Santana Tongue, tell 'em where you at, it's like that, and [Verse 2: The Tongue] [?] T.N.T type of rapper on the track Rep my colours as a matter of a fact Black Thoughts like The Roots, but I'm past depression (uh-huh) That's too depressin', I'm in a new dimension So write your name on the blackboard, class in session [?] dangerous mind, better blast your weapon You posse can't stop me or these Elefant rap guys Beat up the alphabet, even our P's have black eyes [Verse 3: Ozi Batla] We got [?] to keep the blood pumpin' Runs red like the dust at the heart of the country Red gum in a burn-off, even the Earth's hot Our summer's [?] with an extreme fire warnin' (what?) The colour of danger, the colour of stop signs And no entry, red rag to a bull, so tempting (uh-huh) [?] drive it till the petty light flashes empty Red light, love, war, passion and energy [Scratches: [?]] "Got blue and black, 'cause I likes to chill And yellow and green when it's time to get ill" [Chorus: Urthboy, Ozi Batla, The Tongue & Solo] I blackout under stage lights Red alert, red alert, here to slay mics You wanna 'bout the colours in question, none are exceptions All of 'em make one part of the spectrum From the gutter to the greenroom (tell 'em, yeah) If you got the blues let it be, dude (uh-huh) This is an open house, no less than One colour, one part of the spectrum [Verse 4: Urthboy] It's the colour of chronic, slang for [?] cash Camouflage [?] Joey crack rap shit Jealous ones envy Crusin' in a Camry, but eyeing off a Bentley Never got the green light, pull into the BP [?] oil spill, market it as tree leaves [?] needs me, sick, not around the gills Shoulder to shoulder, six strong build, believe me We'll be whistling a new tune [Verse 5: Solo] I'm true blue When I say this type of track happens once in a blue moon (That's rarely) I rock high tops, not suede shoes IPod playin' Mrs Billie Holiday croonin' (yeah, yeah) Colour of the cops when they're walkin' the beat It's the same as the sky when you lyin' at the beach Hermitude, Tongue, Urthboy and O.B Plus me, shoutouts to Canteen [Scratches: [?]] [Chorus: Urthboy, Ozi Batla, The Tongue & Solo] I blackout under stage lights Red alert, red alert, here to slay mics You wanna 'bout the colours in question, none are exceptions All of 'em make one part of the spectrum From the gutter to the greenroom (tell 'em, yeah) If you got the blues let it be, dude (let it be, dude) This is an open house, no less than One colour, one part of the spectrum (one part of the spectrum) [Scratches: [?]] [Outro: Solo] Yes, yes Kid Solo Elefant Traks Twenty-ten, signing out now