True Colors - Jon Connor

Until the day we touch the sky

Most of my niggas gettin' high, I feel you like

Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like

Yeah, yeah

I guess I was the one that you could call naïve, the world full of smoking

mirrors

World full of broken mirrors, we hurtin' like open blisters

Little brother that ain’t know his sisters, world colder than the coldest

winters

This world so backwards we don’t know our own potential

We could change the world, but then you say I’m in no position

Sometime you just need an ear, but ain’t nobody there to listen

So I can’t just hold this pencil and be like, «I don’t know them niggas»

That’s like rationalizing with the killer 'cause he ain’t know his victims

Passion that I just can’t hide, hurt but it just ain’t mine

Knowin' my neighborhood ain’t always looked that way outside

It’s like they bored with us, elementary schools gettin' boarded up

High schools gettin' boarded up, instead of warning us they ignoring us

I’m living my vision with my eyes closed

My dream, struggle ain’t always what it seems

I tell my people to play this song for the days that you can’t take it

But always rest assured that you gon' make it, but until then

Until the day we touch the sky

Most of my niggas gettin' high, I feel you like

Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like

When the sun comes up and the moon goes down

I’ll be around

With your head held down you can’t see the light of day

Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like

Yeah, yeah

What up, lost girl, trapped in this lost world

Outside my window doesn’t resemble what people have fought for

Unprepared for this to be the song you skipped

'Cause we can all admit we call it quits when we don’t wanna hear we wrong as

shit

Little girl all of six, living room talking shit

Mama told her shut her mouth, she turned around and called her bitch

Laughter fills the room, they think it’s cute until she 22

Dropped out of school 'cause you ain’t fixed the problem that’s in front of you

Fuckin' dudes, havin' babies, like it’s a requirement

It ain’t just her that’s getting fucked, it’s the whole environment

She intimate with dudes, she tell 'em it don’t feel right

And now she pregnant before she know what sex supposed to feel like

We turn our heads to lost young men like it’s the usual

Then talk about what we should’a did at his funeral

Ain’t that a bitch, we hypocrites, guess with me it’s hit or miss

We slaves to our own ignorance, my people feel this shit

Until the day we touch the sky

Most of my niggas gettin' high, I feel you like

Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like

When the sun comes up and the moon goes down

I’ll be around

With your head held down you can’t see the light of day

Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like

Yeah

See, I done seen too many people go before their time

That’s why I can’t just write no bullshit in every line

I speak my mind because it’s far too many of us dyin'

Say it’s too late to change the world but ain’t nobody tryin'

And if I don’t sell at least I’ll die with a clear conscience

Too scared to take a stand, y’all just stand around watchin'

This shit I’m seeing on the tube and I just can’t accept it

Cause if I do my daughter will be 16 and pregnant

And I’m aware that words can be used as a weapon

You wanna see some ass?

Then let me see some cash, think that shit ain’t

connected?

This shit is hard without a question

But talk is cheap, so the least you could do is pay attention in this recession

I’m not a conscious rapper, I’m a rapper with a conscience

And all I want is progress, if you could help me with this process

I’m just a human, I’m just famous on the side

Now let me see them hands in the sky, yeah, yeah, yeah

Until the day we touch the sky

Most of my niggas gettin' high, I feel you like

Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like

When the sun comes up and the moon goes down

I’ll be around

With your head held down you can’t see the light of day

Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like

When the sun comes up and the moon goes down (Until the day we touch the sky)

I’ll be around (Most of my niggas gettin' high, I feel you like)

With your head held down you can’t see the light of day

Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like

When the sun comes up and the moon goes down

I’ll be around

With your head held down you can’t see the light of day

Most of my niggas gettin' high, we ridin' like