Testi:
True Colors Coming Through

coming through give us nothing, we?re coming through is this all that you?ve got cause we?re coming through nothing can stop us we are coming through coming through

you in your slumber Sleepwalk then pulled under now Whipping through the willows is the warden of this garden Slipping through the silhouetted skylines

Africans is resurrectin, Jane Doe [Grafh] Battacky, sends cops to come and catch me He better send a runnin back to run and track me When I'm runnin through

leave man with the God of Khan The ladies know me real well at the Autobaun But my Mercedes, I whip it past, it's super bad The color man'll hit you like

To aggression Are you to assess what I've been? What I am? Or become? Did you stop to accept how pathetically dumb It can be to Attack those around 'cause you're True to color

Come what may I'm fishing with my boat and I'm fishing for trout Mix the Bass Ale with the Guiness Stout Fishing for a line inside my brain And looking out at the world through

in the color he hates the most But it don't matter now Cause he's a gangbangin' ghost Crab is the meat on my menu Piru is the gang Hell, I was been through

in You know the ups and the downs that we all go through [Jermaine Dupri:] You see the moral of the story Is You let the bigs come through and separate

unfinished. So I am writing my own ending. I?ll let my pen bleed black or blue. And I will color in the meaning. It will be gold and green and true