Peacock

Maik Schindler, Benjamin Bambach, Adam Simmons, Boitumelo Molekane, James Morgan Davies, Pierre Scarland, Daryl Parks

Bro, wish I could paint a pretty picture
But where I'm from color ain't a spectrum, it's a nigga
It's a thinking, it's a tipping and a sliding scale for human
That's why they judge me on my darker shade of hue, man
Fuck what they been said, the world's a vignette of inbreds
So all that redneck shit gets chin-checked
I black and blue that attitude
And rep' for the destitute avenues left off for bad and boug'

Coogi knitted up, rouge is in my cup
Green is in my doobie, I’m with cuties in the cut
Coffee skin beauties with fuchsia coochies dripping nut
Tickled pink off this lickle drink, I truly gives a fuck, uh
Angelus Paint covers up all my trainers
I’m color coordinated, there’s blood on my Jordan Lasers
I lace em with colorful language, cussing out all my haters
White boy blacks out, buzzing off forty Jägers, what

Ubiquitous, leave 'em with tinnitus ring
Erythematous skin, bring ruthless punishment to King Sisyphus
Polychromatic pandemic scope in how we span the globe
Suffocate synthetically prophetic hope
Quote unquote gunboat diplomacy with global reach
Painting the blackened sky with brush strokes, puff smoke
Beneath the rust coat reveal that faded color combination now for restoration

Like Heisenberg slam it, fulminated mercury
Exploding, throwing folks in the blue like I was Hercules
Emergency red lights, hurry over to see what's happening
Mystery standing up on the balcony
Perhaps I be a falcon vision through kaleidoscopes
With colorful image of gun fire quotes
Light up a Stogie if you know me, planting purple fields
Building in the palace of gold, showing that god feel

Man I be loving the colors when munching a bag of the shrooms with the others
I gotta be honest I'm kind of a light weight, kinda like pink on a pussy of gash meat 
Yellow like bad feet, better just have a seat up at the back G
Too many legends of rappers to clash, ya wanna come bring it then pack heat
We never go slack, believe
My eyes are blacked out and red from the purple punch
I've been smoking and talking bullshit all ghost white like the Brady bunch
This beautiful multicultural rap lunch that packs a punch 
So take a seat and enjoy it like Sunday brunch 

Crimson like the eyeballs of Ghidorah when it's feeding time
Tints to give the crowd a seizure, sour, sweet, chocolate lime
Brownish green, coffee, white cream, and a box of nine colored paints
Custom made palette, get it muddled
Jade Amulet subtle take 'nuff to make your mother faint
Mug to make the Hubble Space Shuttle lens shutter break
Grey rubble, bake yellow butter cake
Take cover, live to write another day

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