STREETS OF COLOUR

Oi, let me tell ya 'bout the street life scene Where the gangs are tough and the colours are keen Every gang's got its own set of hues And when they roll deep, they're hard to refuse Each gang's got its own brand of colour From the blue of the Blues, to the red of the Reds And if you disrespect 'em, it's gonna be trouble They'll leave you bruised and battered, with a head full of cobwebs But it ain't all just about the violence and crime There's a beauty to the gangs, if you look in the right time The way they move, the way they groove It's like a dance, with their own unique move And the colours, oh the colours, they're a sight to behold From the bright green jackets, to the gold chains ...View all