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jords - rice & p’s - a colors show lyrics

[part i]

[intro]
yeah, life [?] easy inna jamaica
sorry, i forget what you [?]
usually, if it’s conscious lyrics
i hear something from that [?]
usually, i hear that from prayers
or like, even though i’m from the ghetto, [?] i still
i was a preacher and [?]
so yeah
yeah, yeah
(pray harder)
yeah, yeah, oh yeah

[verse 1]
uh, i’m still tryna hit a l!ck with my bruthas, i run from undercovers f+ck the other side, man, they won’t ever love us
five bullies, fam, ’cause they couldn’t one+on+one us
no fast food, we got rice in the cupboard
sh+t that match our talk, word from my papa
stand up tall, make sure you never stutter
i’ma work hard to make sure you never suffer
i’m the man, not the boy, i’m the plug, not the runner
mad remedies for our bad tendencies
boom bye+bye to the bad energy
went for the crown, came back for my g’s
and i realize i ain’t got no black enemies, uh (yeah, yeah)
my list of achievements is longer than my list of regrets
but we still gotta fight for respect
f+ck it, i’ma fight till the death, ayy
[part ii]

[chorus]
uh, runnin’ from the feds on the back roads, yeah, yeah
callin’ on my mama on my trap phone, yeah, yeah
am i ever gonna make it back home? yeah, yeah
runnin’ from the feds on the back roads, yeah, yeah
callin’ on my mama on my trap phone, yeah, yeah
am i ever? uh

[verse 2]
back road singin’, trap phone ringin’
skin color made it oh so different
pandemic wasn’t in the 2020 vision
back from the mountains, man with a mission
better start runnin’ when the babylons coming
we were good at everything, they said we were good for nothin’
ten+toe dashin’, blue lights flashin’
pain when i’m rappin’, black with a passion
action, i can’t do the conversation
light incense when i’m contemplatin’
i’m incess when i see the news
they don’t hear the words, they just see the views
uh, the way you talk when you’re in the streets
is it the same when it’s me and you?
when you’ve had nothing and you can’t ever lose
so much work that we need to do
[chorus]
uh, runnin’ from the feds on the back roads, yeah, yeah
callin’ on my mama on my trap phone, yeah, yeah
am i ever gonna make it back home? yeah, yeah
runnin’ from the feds on the back roads, yeah, yeah
callin’ on my mama on my trap phone, yeah, yeah
am i ever gonna make it back home? yeah, yeah

[outro]
and then
you know what say that? what does it remind you of?
let’s see if you know
let’s see if you know the true stuff
are you ready? (go ahead)
and then…

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