Injury Reserve - Colors lyrics

[Ritchie with a T] All things ain't pink brah The gra** gets greener All things ain't pink brah The gra** gets greener Yeah, Blu said we below the heavens, we ain't living in hell But I've been blue since Sandra Bland was murdered in jail And we know black and browns ain't living as well All things ain't pink brah The gra** gets greener Blu said we below the heavens, we ain't living in hell But I've been blue since Sandra Bland was murdered in jail And we know black and browns ain't living as well All things ain't pink brah The gra** gets greener [Ritchie with a T] Sub-Zero MK9 arenas Always against the greys says Mr n***atina With a stern backhand like Venus or Serena On the mic though, things aren't black and white though When we were youngings we wanted to be Michael Jackson or Jordan, hooping or recording, all posted by the light pole Not too bright though, Moms sent me home before the lights dull And they told me don't cuff the mic, so I cuffed it harder Had my pants on sagged, jeans cuffed over the starters Always against the grain, unless you cutting your hair, my n***a That's how a n***a lose his ways, it's hard to look around see we ain't living in hell And I've been blue since the last of season 2 of Chappelle And my green gra** is green and their green gra** is brown But their green gra** is turf, they don't know about how [Ritchie with a T] Blu said we below the heavens, we ain't living in hell But I been blue since Sandra Bland was murdered in jail And we know black and browns aren't living as well All things ain't pink brah The gra** gets greener Blu said we below the heavens, we ain't living in hell But I been blue since Sandra Bland was murdered in jail And we know black and browns aren't living as well All things ain't pink brah The gra** gets greener [Stepa J. Groggs] Life doesn't have to be perfect, it just has to be lived Took a while, but I learned that you get what you give Been dealt with karma from sh** I did as a kid At least I know it's coming, it is what it is Everybody f**s up yeah you live and you learn Can't outrun Father Time, man we all got our turn Yeah I tried to find forever but I took a wrong turn Now I'm back to square one, with nowhere to run I don't really want an easy fight, just a fair one But that's not happening, prolly cause my skin tone Momma been put me on game, the sh** I been on And I went and pa**ed that down so my kids know Everybody wanna be a n***a, Mooney told me that Been a few times that I stepped off the narrow path Even if I'm slipping boy, you know I'm always bouncing back You know that the hate means successful and black [Ritchie with a T] Blu said we below the heavens, we ain't living in hell But I've been blue since Sandra Bland was murdered in jail And we know black and browns ain't living as well All things ain't pink brah The gra** gets greener Blu said we below the heavens, we ain't living in hell But I've been blue since Sandra Bland was murdered in jail And we know black and browns ain't living as well All things ain't pink brah The gra** gets greener All things ain't pink brah The gra** gets greener All things ain't pink brah The gra** gets greener