True Colors / It's On
The Game Lyrics

I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking
I am a menacing presence, with a twisted mind and dangerous intentions

King of my jungle just a gangster stalking
I rule over my territory, constantly on the lookout for potential victims

Living life like a firecracker quick is my fuse
I live my life with explosive energy, always ready to ignite

Then dead as a deathpack the colors I choose
But in the end, the colors I choose to represent myself bring only death and destruction

Red or blue, cuz or blood, it just don't matter
Whether it's red or blue, a gang affiliation or family ties, it holds no significance in the face of the violence

My daddy was from Nutty Blocc
My father hailed from the Nutty Blocc gang

My uncle was from Nutty Blocc
My uncle was also a member of the Nutty Blocc gang

My mama was from Hoover, how she end up here cuttin' rock?
My mother belonged to the Hoover gang, but now she's here, involved in drug dealing

Four-year-old on her lap, that was my older sister
As a young child, witnessing this chaotic environment, my older sister was there with me

Photos of Tookie and my father, now you get the picture
There are pictures of my father and Tookie (possibly Stanley Williams, a prominent gang member) which give you an insight into my family history

Cutlass outside on D's, you think it wasn't
There was a Cutlass car parked outside, equipped with Daytons rims, indicating our connection to the gang culture

15 inches, had Computer Love, subbin'
The car had 15-inch rims and a powerful sound system playing the song 'Computer Love' by Zapp & Roger

My parents 'bout to see Rocky at the Compton Drive-In
My parents were about to watch the movie 'Rocky' at the Compton Drive-In theater

Halfway through the movie her stomach start throbbin'
During the movie, my mother starts experiencing abdominal pain

My pops start panickin', moms in the passenger seat
My father starts freaking out, driving my mother to the hospital

Scared of contractions so she's stiff as a mannequin
My mother is paralyzed by fear of the labor contractions

Pops put the car in reverse and then skrt'd out
My father quickly reverses the car and drives away from the drive-in theater

"Drive motherfucker" them the words my mom skrt'd out
My mother urgently tells my father to continue driving to the hospital

80 down Wilmington, pull up at Killer King
We speed down Wilmington Avenue and arrive at the Killer King hospital

Rush my mama to her room and let the doctor do his thing
We hurriedly take my mother to the delivery room, leaving her in the hands of the doctor

Was a whole lotta blood, yeah I was born in it
There was a significant amount of blood during the delivery, and I was born into this world amidst that violence

Gang banging my family got torn in it, all over
My family's involvement in gang activity ultimately led to their destruction, and it's a cycle that repeats itself

Jordan got drafted to the Bulls, '85 here
In 1985, Michael Jordan was drafted to the Chicago Bulls

My Uncle Greg sniffin' cocaine off my high chair
My Uncle Greg was using cocaine, even doing so on my high chair

Mama in the kitchen cookin', pops on the couch baggin'
While my mother is cooking in the kitchen, my father is on the couch packaging drugs

Cousin's loadin' Louie Vuitton duffles in the Station Wagon
My cousin is loading Louis Vuitton bags into the station wagon, likely filled with illegal drugs

Fiends walkin' in and out my house in old Nikes
Addicts are constantly coming in and out of my house, often wearing old Nike sneakers

Pops used to tell me: "Son, don't you ever be like me
My father used to warn me, advising me not to follow in his footsteps

The Bloods want to kill me, the cops'll never catch me
He also warned me about the danger of being targeted by the Bloods gang and how the police would fail to apprehend me

And when you gang bangin' life's shorter than Joe Pesci''
He emphasized that a life involved in gang activities is brief and can easily end, just like Joe Pesci's characters in movies

Then one night my pops came home off heroin
One night, my father came home under the influence of heroin

Shit changed, I'm glad my mama didn't marry him
Everything changed for the worse, and I'm grateful that my mother didn't end up marrying him

Molested my sister that night cause she was scared
On that particular night, he sexually abused my sister out of fear and vulnerability

I was too young to help her and my brothers wasn't there
I was too young to protect my sister, and my older brothers were not present to intervene

It was late night, 2AM, my mother at work
It occurred late at night, around 2 AM, while my mother was at work

My sister came back up the stairs and it was blood on her shirt
My sister returned upstairs, and there were visible signs of blood on her shirt

Blood on her face, blood on her hands, blood on her legs
There was blood not only on her clothes but also on her face, hands, and legs

Turned on the light and everything was red
When we turned on the lights, the entire scene was filled with the color red, symbolizing the violence and trauma she experienced

Seven years passed, now a lil nigga seeing things
Seven years have elapsed, and as a young boy, I am beginning to witness and comprehend the harsh realities of life

Playin' with the birds like Magic, we was the dream team
Engaging in illegal activities, such as drug dealing, mimicking the basketball team known as the Dream Team

Posted up on the block, I had that Hakeem lean
I would stand on the street corner, leaning like the basketball player Hakeem Olajuwon to project a tough image

Watchin' '64s hop my nigga, no green screen
Observing lowrider cars, particularly the Chevrolet Impala from the 1960s, hopping without the aid of special effects

Walkin' from the Tanas to the Cedars with my eyes closed
Walking from the Tanner project housing complex to the Cedars, a reference to dangerous areas of Compton, while metaphorically closing my eyes to the dangers around me

Red bandanna in my pocket, how you hide those?
I keep a red bandanna in my pocket, signifying my gang affiliation, challenging anyone who questions how I conceal my true colors

Larry Nickles crack spot, my brother got me servin'
I am involved in selling drugs at Larry Nickles' crack spot because my brother put me in that position

Couldn't cook, burnin' holes in my Dennis Rodman jersey
I couldn't properly handle the drugs, resulting in accidental burns on my Dennis Rodman basketball jersey

Then a nigga turned Pippen on these niggas
I transitioned from being a follower to becoming a leader, just like Scottie Pippen did on the basketball court

40 sippin' on these niggas
I am confidently drinking a 40-ounce bottle of alcohol, while exerting dominance over my rivals

If you Crippin', we was trippin' on you nigga
If you were associated with the Crips gang, my gang would engage in violent confrontations with you

But the Crips would never lay down
However, the Crips would never back down or surrender

They thought that it was they town
They believed that they had control and ownership over the city

We thought it was ours, so we would empty out the trey pounds
We, on the other hand, believed that the city was ours, leading us to fire gunshots from our .38 caliber pistols

Ditched school, especially since it was an all Crip school
I frequently skipped school, particularly because my school was predominantly filled with Crip gang members

I'm lucky I'm alive, but would you be if bullets hit you?
I consider myself fortunate to have survived, but would you still be alive if you were struck by bullets?

26 dead homies and 2 dead brothers
I have lost 26 friends who were like family to me, as well as two blood-related brothers

Compton is a cold motherfucker
Compton is an unforgiving and harsh environment

Niggas dyin' over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
People are losing their lives due to the conflicts arising from gangs and their respective colors

My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
The colors I represent through my association with a gang and the violence associated with them

If someone took the flag out my pocket
If someone were to remove the flag representing my gang from my pocket

Wrap it around my knuckles, make a fist and lock it
I would tightly wrap the flag around my knuckles, forming a fist as a symbol of aggression and loyalty

These rappers gimmicks, fuck an image
I perceive other rappers as insincere and focused on creating artificial personas for themselves

Straight out of Baldwin Village
I come from the Baldwin Village neighborhood in Los Angeles

If it's any real activity I'm in it in the midst of the fiction
Whenever there is genuine criminal activity occurring, I am involved, even amidst the fictionalized and dramatized aspects of the rap industry

Still had a vision, look I never gave up
Nevertheless, I maintained my aspirations and determination to succeed

Game put me on this song and I fucked around and came up
I attained success through being included in a song by Game, surprising everyone with my accomplishments

I'm Jungles, most my niggas gone so I'ma do it for them
Being from the Jungles neighborhood, where many of my friends have passed away, I am motivated to succeed and carry their memory with me

Antman, Nightmare, B.S.I.P., Tiny M
These are the names of individuals, likely deceased, who were significant figures or close friends in my life

It's struggle first, blessin' last
I prioritize overcoming hardship and adversity before embracing any blessings or positive outcomes

Like I've been hittin' licks all my life and I passed
My experiences of committing thefts successfully throughout my life have brought me to where I am today

Kept it active for my son, he knows his daddy ain't a bitch
I maintain my involvement in the gang lifestyle to establish a sense of respect and show my son that I am not weak

Been bangin' all my life, now I'm just tryna get rich
I have been involved in gang activities my entire life, but now I am solely focused on pursuing wealth and financial success

This shit is drastic, my flow bashin'
The situation I face is extreme, and my rap flow is aggressive and dominant

On rappers I'm flowin' after
I surpass other rappers with my lyrical flow and skills

The cabbage is all that matters
Money is the only thing of importance to me

I'm laughin', these niggas cowards
I find it amusing how weak and cowardly these other individuals are

It's Osbe, gang bangin' is my hobby
I go by the name Osbe, and gang banging is a recreational activity for me

Except my model cars, it's a fuckin' dead body
Aside from my collection of model cars, I am primarily associated with violence and death

I'm from The Jungles, all the homies call me Barzan
I come from The Jungles neighborhood, and my friends refer to me as Barzan

Loadin' up the clips and hoppin' out them stolen cars
I participate in loading guns and quickly exiting stolen vehicles for criminal activities