True Colors

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True Colors! True Colors!

True Colors! True Colors!

True Colors! True Colors!

True Colors! True Colors!

 

Bout to, redeem myself on this damn track,

Sprayin' punchlines like bullets flying out of a Mac,

Verbally cuttin' up the beat, yeah, slash and hack,

Stab and smash, yeah, mash and tack,

Remember, I'm white, not black,

But that doesn't mean I won't lock you in the back of a Cadillac,

Fuckin with me, you must have a damn big ballsack,

I'm unstoppable, motherfucker, I cause anxiety attacks,

Head-on is my angle of attack, straight killin' the rap

There isn't a single area of rap in which I lack,

I'm a prodigy of rap, I don't just have a knack,

Lyrical fists of god, what a punch they pack,

So put your headphones into the jack,

Pick your lyrical weapon out of the rack,

Flow, punchlines, ayo, I'm on the rap frontline,

 

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True Colors! True Colors!

True Colors! True Colors!

True Colors! True Colors!

True Colors! True Colors!

 

Bout to, settle a vendetta with an MG, a Beretta,

Unloyal ho's only after my cheddar,

Tryin' to take from me but I won't let her,

Bastards tryin' to shake me, sendin' blackmail letters,

Spit fire, lava, gonna' bake the rap hotter than a chili pepper,

Kill a rapper and end his career? My pleasure,

You probably hoping that you don't collapse from my lyrical pressure

Finding my raps in a box, well then, you just found treasure

My raps just went on the scale, but they were to heavy to measure,

Welcome to Rap 101, Surv is your professor,

Mainstream rappers? I'm your oppressor,

Because I'm the senior, you all are lesser,

There isn't anything soft in my raps whatsoever

So when I try to spark beef with you, you better say never,

Because beef with me lasts forever,

Man I'm the vocal executioner, about to pull the lever.

 

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True Colors! True Colors!

True Colors! True Colors!

True Colors! True Colors!

True Colors! True Colors!