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Denace

True Colors

 

True Colors

(الألبوم: New Beginnings - 2014)


Red and yellow and pink and green
Purple and orange and

[Hook Marty Robbins:]
Blue, blue, my world is blue
Blue is my world, now I'm without you
Gray, gray, my life is gray
Cold is my heart since you
Since you went away

[Verse 1 Denace:]
I've been grinding my ass off, sweating my pants off
Getting my raps right, you got all your math wrong
You thought I was past gone, thought I picked the last straw
Guess what? You were dead wrong (bitches!)
Call your past to tell em' Jason's back, no mask on
I'm ready to blast off, I'm ready to cash out
I still got this map out, I got this game in the full Nelson, you fuckers, you better tap out
Orgasms for the ears, bitches I'm ready to jack off, I'm Nasty
Denace is back dog, who's back y'all, it's me shit, Nasty on bath salts
I admit I hate you, kiss my ass y'all, thank you

[Hook Marty Robbins:]
Red, red, my eyes are red
Crying for you alone in my bed
Green, oh green, my jealous heart
I doubted you and now
Now we are apart

[Verse 2 Denace:]
I write songs for the kids that light bongs
That hate life, that never hit the brake lights
The new age where gays and gay dikes form a straight line and march for the gay rights
And Macklemore's a fag, you dang right
What happened to rap? It's all daylight
With birds and bee's and we all play like
We're on the same team, well I'm here so you better pray twice
Bitch I'm here this ain't no picnic, this basket is full of slick shit
Grenades and a page with a hit list
No competition, I rip shit
Who's next to give me a hug in case I rip your spine out and leave you twisted
Twisted? TWISTED

[Hook Marty Robbins:]
Black, oh black, the nights I've known
Longing for you so lost and alone
Gone, oh gone, the love that we knew
Blue is my world now I'm

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