was nothing but an empty space Not a trace Feels like colored rain Tastes like colored rain Bring down colored rain Rain, oh yeah I can feel those colored
Превод: Животиње. Киша у боји.
if you want my love today, if you want my sorrow, It won´t rain unless you pray Rainbows come when rains are done, fills the sky with colored
Poison apple move through orchard I approach you, walk in circles Spirit of the hunter I could hunt you Locked in emotional realm My private world is painful And I don't care if it rain
vegetation and surprised by the rain We're stumbling, tripping home again In the middle of nowhere when we're looking for something Then we raise our heads for the color
belief Yeah and you best to believe, it's a fact I just rolled the leaf Def Jux don't care about your culture or creed Or the color you bleed and it
Turn up the music way up loud Dress yourself up in a shroud The crayon fabric colors stains ... into buckets filled with rain And dance the dance of
What can I compare you to, a favorite pair of shoes? Maybe my bright red boots if they had wings Funny how we animate colorful objects saved Funny how
close my eyes The animation of my senses helps me see your image in the sky We can feel the pleasures of the grain If you want to come in from the rain
head. Instead I rap about fuckin' bitches and getting heads. While you niggas stacking bread, I could stack a couple dead, Bodies, makin' red look less of a color
that I know Makes me sick to the heart, oh, I feel so tired And the way the rain comes down hard That's how I feel inside And the way the rain comes
Innocent games of unwritten spells as a child, animals are companions and mentors, and the moon my night side mother. No one understood them, few comprehend
you look back and the ocean are colored black animals are going sick the reason is the black slick no green is able to remain by the toxic acid rain
class citizens of any nation And until the color of a mans skin Is of no more significance than the color of his eyes There?s a war And until the basic
is Well meaning fool, pick up thy bed and rise up from your gloom smiling. Give me your hate and do as the loving heathen do. Colors I've none -- dark
you look back and the ocean are colored black animals are going sick the reason is the black slick no green is able to remain by the toxic acid rain that
about empty. [Sings:] Empty is a string of dirty days Held together by some rain. And the cold winds drumming at the trees again. Empty is the color
