I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors

I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors

I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors

I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors

They told me they world was black & white, I said you must be fucking blind

I Told them I see colors, they said you out your fucking mind

Won't touch it if it's already been done A dozen times

As a kid I never could quite color within the lines

So I teach my son the same, everything that glitters ain't Gold

The sun is Still Shinning but Never making the same Glow

America I see your true colors baby you ain't low

Hoodies buy Skittles, but never tasted the rainbow

I just paint the very pictures that be running through my mind

Iller than anything You can find, In the Guggenheim

You just see the Gang's colors Red & Blue through your eyes

Me I see The Bloods & crips as proof that we can unify

Sure the angers misdirected, honestly are your surprised

If it takes village tell me who's keeping the Youth Alive

The truth is a mother

Thats up to you to Discover

See I could paint you a picture

Can't make you see the colors

I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors

I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors

I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors

I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors

How many times were the boys in blue Instrumental in ruining the youth & it's potential

Excuses if I offend you, But who's counting

Cause if they would have gunned down Detroit Red at 18 like they did Mike Brown we would have never knew Malcolm...Just Think about it

This is the home of Eric Garner, where we Burry Fathers

Brothers and Sons, it's butter & Gunz. We suffering from, air cut our lungs, I can't breath

While I plead, loosen the noose please! Do you have any honor

Amongst thieves who steal black lives with heavy Amor

Enough Strange Fruit for plenty Farmers

Just Dig where the root of it lies

Then Separate the truth from the lies

It's systemic and institutionalized

With No leaders to lead us

What we need is a black savior

Black lives don't matter

What matters is black labor

Damn the truth is mother

That's up for you to discover

See I can paint you a picture

Can't make you see the colors

I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors

I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors

I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors

I could paint you a picture but can't make you see the colors