Colors by Isaiah G Lyrics
[Verse 1]
How ludicrous, and I ain't Ludacris, so I'll elude a Chris
In Budapest, and spray that shit right back at you with this
These rhymes inspired by the nigga known for always changing flow
This life is losing colors, so Dorian Gray, I'm aging slow
An amazing show I put out, you can cave in but I stood out
I just jinxed you dudes forever, guess you wanna go knock the wood out
Tyson, alright son, I'm icing out, chasing fame like bison...
[Verse 2]
Speaking of boxers, I'm rolling fast on foreign wheels
Take your soul, sizzle slow, ugh, them foreman grills
And that shit was edible it was inevitable I was gon' probably bury you
I'm keeping two feet off the ground, so when I attack all ya'll, it's aerial
Arreolas, will vary older, with hairy shoulders
The menopausal, turn into fossils, and scary ogres
This fucking track is heating up like cooking carry overs....
[Break]
[Verse 3]
Ugh, higher roller, screw toxins I'm dying sober
Pulled the Glocks and then gladly I-ran, like the Ayatollah
Eying older, hip hop heads, ya'll gon love it yo
Oven flow, heating up and speeding up your oven roll
Lovable emcee, developing relevance
Paint abstract pictures, artificial intelligence
Wait, I hope you got it, recibo, I ain't speaking no evil....
[Verse 4]
Weave though, with your chick with some dreadlocks
You're entering wedlock, but faking like Redd Foxx
You might get a lead top, from the heat, then your head's hot
I'm innocent, still a citizen......wait, You Dred Scott!
Nigga, I'm despotic, ruler you hooligan
Oh ooh you won't fool my kin, oh ooh you won't fool my kin
Gold digging hoes get no roses from me
I been and the souls of defeat, from my soles to my feet
And my odes to repeat.....
How ludicrous, and I ain't Ludacris, so I'll elude a Chris
In Budapest, and spray that shit right back at you with this
These rhymes inspired by the nigga known for always changing flow
This life is losing colors, so Dorian Gray, I'm aging slow
An amazing show I put out, you can cave in but I stood out
I just jinxed you dudes forever, guess you wanna go knock the wood out
Tyson, alright son, I'm icing out, chasing fame like bison...
[Verse 2]
Speaking of boxers, I'm rolling fast on foreign wheels
Take your soul, sizzle slow, ugh, them foreman grills
And that shit was edible it was inevitable I was gon' probably bury you
I'm keeping two feet off the ground, so when I attack all ya'll, it's aerial
Arreolas, will vary older, with hairy shoulders
The menopausal, turn into fossils, and scary ogres
This fucking track is heating up like cooking carry overs....
[Break]
[Verse 3]
Ugh, higher roller, screw toxins I'm dying sober
Pulled the Glocks and then gladly I-ran, like the Ayatollah
Eying older, hip hop heads, ya'll gon love it yo
Oven flow, heating up and speeding up your oven roll
Lovable emcee, developing relevance
Paint abstract pictures, artificial intelligence
Wait, I hope you got it, recibo, I ain't speaking no evil....
[Verse 4]
Weave though, with your chick with some dreadlocks
You're entering wedlock, but faking like Redd Foxx
You might get a lead top, from the heat, then your head's hot
I'm innocent, still a citizen......wait, You Dred Scott!
Nigga, I'm despotic, ruler you hooligan
Oh ooh you won't fool my kin, oh ooh you won't fool my kin
Gold digging hoes get no roses from me
I been and the souls of defeat, from my soles to my feet
And my odes to repeat.....