Color Blind (Explicit)歌词-Ice Cube

Color Blind (Explicit)歌词由Ice Cube演唱，出自专辑《N.W.A. Legacy Vol. 1: 1988-1998 (Explicit)》，下面是《Color Blind (Explicit)》完整版歌词！

Color Blind (Explicit)歌词完整版

Color Blind - Ice Cube (冰块酷八)

Heres another day at the stoplight

I'm looking in my mirror so I can see who can see me

South central is putting ice cube to the test

With four brothas in the ss

I can't go around and can't back up

So I gotta peep game laying in the cut

Is this a jack or a kidnap

Since I'm never ever slipping I fully strapped

I grab my gat out the glove

Now do these fools got a problem with me

Or do they got love

So when the light turns green I don't bone out

I wanna see what these black men are all about

Cuz if it's my time I'm just short

If not I'm plugging they super sport

First they get behind my ride

Then they switch lanes to the left side

I'm scoping out the one smoking indo

Coming up fast rolling down his window

He threw up a sign I put away my nine

Fool cuz I'm color blind

Killa cali the state where they kill

Over colors cuz brothas don't know the deal

And they'll cap you not if they have to

But if they want to first they might confront you

But every ni**a on my block can't stop

And he won't stop and he don't stop

Not to the bang bang boogie but they like to gangbang

And rookies ain't the only ones that drop

Some say the little locs are getting a little too loced

And when it comes to dust they kick up the most

Say the wrong word

Then whistle down the street to your homies like a bird

Bust a u-turn come back and get served ni**a

For the women it don't matter how loud they blouse get

But wearing the wrong color outfit could get your mouth split

It's a shame but it ain't no thang to me

Cuz I slang these thangs like a g

It's on is anybody killing for the summertime

I gotta get another nine even though I'm colorblind

I'm fresh outta county on bail

And no sooner do I get out seems like I'm right back in jail

For some gang related activity

Cuz everyday different fools try to get with me

For no more than a color or territory

Can't rehabilitate 'em that's the sheriffs story

So what's left the judge goes deaf

When you try to tell your side

And you ain't blue eyed

Boy you better duck cuz the book is coming

And just hand your car keys over to your woman

Because it ain't no sunshine where you headed

And the sh*t'll drive you crazy if you let it

But now I got time to think

Because they hit me with everything but the kitchen sink

And I ain't even shed a tear

Cuz believe it or not they got more love for me here

Now picture that but on a black and white photograph

Cuz brothas you don't know the half

On the streets I was damn near outta my mind

But ever since I've been down

I'm colorblind

Now heres the game plan yo at a quarter to nine

I was told to peel a cap on the other side

Yo young and dumb full of come up a baby loc

I gotta put in work for the hood and that ain't no joke

Stable and able but I'm not ready and willing

Cuz I'm only 13 and I ain't never did a killing

Grabbed the ak and jumped in the g ride

Started up the bucket and headed for the other side

Yo spotted the enemies now I'm on a creep tip

Hit the 5 dollar stick and I I put in my clip

So I jumped out the car and no matter what the cost

I had my mind set on sending niggaz to harrison ross

Caught one from the back and I looked in eyes

Thinking should I peel his cap or should I let him survive

Yo I'm trapped in the plan designed by another side

I ain't contributing to genocide why

Cuz I'm colorblind

Niggaz in the hood ain't changed

And I've finally figure out that were not in the same gang

Cuz I walk the alleys of compton with nowhere to turn

Every which way I get burned baby

Lou wears blue big fred wears red

Put 'em together and we color 'em dead

Dead dying getting smoked like part of the fun

They get smoked just to show how many come to the funeral

I understand how all my homeboys feel

Cuz I was shot and to this day I pack my steel

Cuz I was born in a certain territory

Where you don't talk only the streets tell stories

With blue and red bandanas on the street

And if you slipping you'll be six feet deep

Cuz me and t-bone we pay it no mind

And for the rest of the mob we stay color blind