[Verse 1: Gipp]
Photographs are like mirrors
They can hold a body for a moment
I grew up on four corners
But jumped in in a circle

$100 grand on a fuck n***a head
Cut his body into pizza, watched the cheese spread
Had to move out of touch from n***as fingers
You know how your friends are

They'll eat your whole box of Pringles
Leave crumbs in the backseat of the car
Walk past you in a crowded room
You conceited bastard, you

I don't talk when I ride, that's what the feet for
Ain't no pressure when you see me, that's what the heat for
Lucille Ball on the seashore
Expecting more out of n***as

Tell me the truth
Tell me how it really go
You don't have to say it no mo'
You on that different type of shit
That extraordinary shit
That shit that I don't understand
But I ain't gone say it no mo'
Kolors
[Verse 2: Cee-Lo]
You see black and white is the color of business
And now my dress shoes are dirty and discolored from going the distance
But for the right dollar sign, I do a white color crime
'Cause I don’t need cash, I don’t need credit
Now there I've said it, yay
And I spell kolors with a K

But although my outfit is a flamer
I'm not a banger, I’m simply dressed in disclaimer
To save the life of a stranger
Uh, poor thing, you didn’t know that you were in danger
So now that you understand why I can’t be understated
Why this collaboration has to be completely kolor coordinated

Cause when you see a fin flag fall, that’s all it took
Didn’t see the face of who did it, but the kolor was so vivid
Then you feel it, you owe it, then get quoted
Go out and catch it and kill it and vow to never forget it

It’s a prison, not a paradise to pass through and visit
Capitol Road and Carson and Compton are completely committed
And if you live it, you better love it
Because they will push the line in public

Can't be, bangin on a budget
You sweet banging on the subject
Where I’m from the red lights mean go
Two more teenagers in white tee's mean blow
And wherever you go, no means no
And I gotta speed up, for you to be like oh he ain't slow
And now somebody else dead because yo he ain't know
Well so he ain’t low
[Verse 3: T-Mo]
I was born in the red states
Where pale face contemplate
Every single day
Oh, how to keep colored folk in their place?

Suspended animation
Like a black bear hibernatin'
Vital functions near death
While the world awaits, I'm awakening

That was me in
Solitary bandana
Eating, fishing bricks
Representing that South West Atlanta

I stay ' my whole team bleeds
My heart hawks, falcons'
What more proof do you need?

Soundtrack number one
America's dying slowly
Sacrifice blood
;Cause we different hemoglobin

The quest for green got you outbreak
Yellow stripes down your back
The quest for green got you outbreak
Yellow stripes down your back
But once you travel that road
It ain't no turning back!
Kolors!
[Verse 4: Khujo]
Music is kolor, a range of fuse
BB King, sang the blues
Shades and tones' the sounds infused
A lot of commoners to a gangsta tool
The base goes boom, can feel the boom
Everything is black in the Cadillac
Symbolizin power when the roof will say
Hit the real dime, it's an earthquake
Do quiet times with the ones that '
Who can open your mind and lay a dime
At the same time, come from behind!
On your TV screen right before your eyes
You're hypnotized in a beautiful way
Watch the flowers bloom, is it lovely day
Is a mix show, you can have it your way
The trumpets play and the DJs play
Is a quiet storm right in front of your face
Hear the record spin, my saving grace
And the music beat standing in my place
I don't rap' I'm a bastard case
With no tools in the air, no time for waste
No time for waste!
Kolors, huh!