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True Colors Lyrics - Singles - Fredro Starr

I see you're true colors shinning through I see your true colors and that why I love you 

I see your (one for the ghetto) true colors shinning through (straight up) I see your true (I am make it out) colors and that's why I love you 

 

Yo father forgive we all trying to survive were we live 

I'd rather feed the homeless and take time talk to the kids 

Show them that life ain't no walk on the bridge 

Damn as hard it is when I be dreaming I be talking to Big 

In my hood it ain't no yellow brick road you hear the shots echo 

Sneakers hanging from a telephone poll 

In my ghetto there aint no rainbow or pots o gold 

But there was love from the family when times were cold 

I sit an analyze the world from my roof seen the hope in the eyes of the trouble youth 

A good killa kept a burner in his bubble goose a mother less child lost in these streets lose 

In the murder days these are rainy days my man got poped at an early age 

His college fund saved flipped into his grave they say the good die young were headed for them pearly gates 

 

I see you're true colors shinning through I see your true colors and that why I love you 

I see your true colors shinning through I see your true colors and that's why I love you 

 

Yo they say this love wasn't meant to be 

Two people from different worlds we wasn't be 

It must have been faith you were sent to me 

Will make it threw these hard times eventually 

The standard fight brought by faith not by sight 

We all the same color when u turn out the lights 

I take the sunshine with the pain 

Grab my Sara gone sad that when it rains 

No French kept the food on the window pain 

We all breath the same air so we all the same 

I am trapped in this ghetto maze trying to make it out 

If you don't know me don't judge me what you talking bout 

I am dividable by broken dreams 

Single moms you my heroes you my queens 

To get my mom out the hood that is my hopes and dreams 

to reach my son to be a solja by any means 

Are you remember?


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