[Intro]
I need a thick Indian chick
Ayy, oh oh
I need a thick Indian chick, baby
Now, now now now

[Verse 1]
I need a thick Indian chick
Gotta know all them tricks
Michelin thighs and hips
Bruk up muh back then switch
She wanna get done nicely
Out of my league, that's likely
But I'll hit her so good, like a real player would
Now she wanna be my wifey

[Hook]
Yo yo
Gimme the green light, go go
Take you home
We can dance horizontal
Uh oh
Where ya man at? He a no show
But I'm here though
And when I'm leaving the club, no solo

[Verse 2]
Let me drag you down
Spin you 'round and 'round, oh oh
Hit the drive-thru, in and out
Call a cab or eat it now? Yeah
Do anything as you please
Kiss your backside, kiss your feet, yeah
Hit the drive-thru, in and out
Make a move, no time for doubt

[Bridge]
Why you got me waiting?
I am suffocating
Won't you show some mercy?
My candle be burning
If you cannot take it
Tell me, don't try faking
Girl, I'ma set your body free, yeah

Ow!

[Hook] [x2]
Yo yo
Gimme the green light, go go
Take you home
We can dance horizontal
Uh oh
Where ya man at? He a no show
But I'm here though
And when I'm leaving the club, no solo

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]
I need a thick Indian chick
Gotta know all them tricks
Michelin thighs and hips
Bruk up muh back then switch
She wanna get done nicely
Out of my league, that's likely
But I'll hit her so good, like a real player would
Now she wanna, she wanna

I need a thick Indian chick (I need that)
Gotta know all them tricks (Gotta know them)
Michelin thighs and hips (Yeah, yeah!)
Bruk up muh back then switch (Goddamn!)
She wanna get done nicely (Ooh!)
Out of my league, that's likely (No)
But I'll hit her so good, like a real player would (Ayy)
Now she wanna be my wifey (Nuh, nuh!)

Ooh!

Green Light

Available to purchase at bleedthesecolours.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:
https://genius.com/Bleed-these-colours-berserk-lyrics

Berserk

Written, performed and produced by Michael Federico D'Amore (Bleed These Colours)

Mixed and mastered by Paul Miles of Select Recording Studios, London
--
LYRICS:
[Intro]
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Yah, yah, yah, yah

[Hook][x2]
Come over, gimme a taste (yah, yah, yah, yah)
I wanna jump in your cake (yah, yah, yah, yah)
No, baby, I cannot wait (nah, nah, nah, nah)
I heard you feeling the same
Go ditch your man 'cause he lame

[Verse]
I heard you feeling the same, yeah
Go ditch your man 'cause he lame, yeah
He never treat you the way
Like you deserve everyday
Rubbing your body in all places
Kissing, caressing your face, yeah
Whether or not it's a phase, yeah
Time you could do with a change
I'mma be up in your business, baby
Check your WhatsApp, text you later maybe
Hips like dough, you look so tasty, ooh
Goddamn
Call you Pancake once I whip it, flip it
Call me whenever, I'm there in a minute
We'll go again when we hit the finish
You a bad chick, go ahead, admit it
You a bad chick, girl, you got no limits
You a bad chick, when you sip that drink
Man, I stop and think how you got me spinning
You can bring your best friend too
What's her name, yeah, what's her mood?
Her dance moves and attitude
Always want that side of you
When we embrace and cut loose or
When we chill and bump that juice, you
Need a new man, I'm that dude, so
You take charge, your house, your rules, yeah
'Cause I like the way we be rocking
You send me to a place, forget who I am

[Hook][x2]
Come over, gimme a taste (yah, yah, yah, yah)
I wanna jump in your cake (yah, yah, yah, yah)
No, baby, I cannot wait (nah, nah, nah, nah)
I heard you feeling the same
Go ditch your man 'cause he lame

[Outro]
(Yah, baby, ay)
Come over, gimme a taste (Yah)
I wanna jump in your cake (Yah, baby, ay)
No, baby, I cannot wait (Yah)
I heard you feeling the same (Ooh)
Go ditch your man 'cause he lame
Come over, gimme a taste (Come over, gimme a taste, girl)
I wanna jump in your cake (Ooh)
No, baby, I cannot wait (Ooh)
I heard you feeling the same
Go ditch your man 'cause he lame

Jump In Your Cake

Minutes

- Written, performed and produced by Michael Federico D'Amore (Bleed These Colours)
- Mixed and mastered by Paul Miles (Select Recording Studios, London)
- Original artwork by Jose Mendes (@jo_paintings)

//

[Hook]
How about we share the blame?
You feel no way, I stay the same?
I admit I kinda like the rush
In a crowd I catch a view
From the side, the back, it's you
Just enough to make my lungs pop

Pixels are my sedative
One thing I know for sure won't quit
Never will I ever get enough
Help me take my mind off things
Someone else in different skin
Probably be that way until I rot

[Post-Hook 1]
Oh you
You don't even know
Just how far we've grown
But I still wish you kept me on the low

Baby, you
You got what I need
You were in my dreams
From your tower top
Yeah, you said to me

You're a
A lost boy
A little lost boy

[Verse]
Hold up
Take a second, I can't feel my shoulders
Me versus the world when I'm sober
Amygdala overdrive
Heartburn, suffer in silence
'Cause no-one does things like you do
Lost my way, feel terrible
Seek some help, that's sensible
Or end it all like a decimal, yeah
And it's sad, I know, ya
And I'm sad to have known ya

[Hook]
How about we share the blame?
You feel no way, I stay the same?
I admit I kinda like the rush
In a crowd I catch a view
From the side, the back, it's you
Just enough to make my lungs pop

Pixels are my sedative
One thing I know for sure won't quit
Never will I ever get enough
Help me take my mind off things
Someone else in different skin
Probably be that way until I rot

[Post-Hook 2]
'Cause you
You already know
Just how far we've grown
But I still wish you kept me on the low

Only you
You are what I need
I'll see you in my dreams
From your tower top
Yeah, you'll say to me

You're a
A lost boy
A little lost boy

- Written, co-produced, performed: Bleed These Colours 
- Produced, mixed, mastered: Paul Miles, Select Recording Studios
- Original artwork by Jose Mendes (@jo_paintings)

//

[Hook] [x2] 
And if I die tonight, no, it ain't your fault 
Last thing on my mind, thought you oughta know 
"Yeah, I'm cool, I'm fine, ain't nothing wrong" 
That's the biggest lie that I told ya 

[Verse] 
And if someday I decide to go slit my throat 
No, this ain't some kinda sick joke 
Forget what you heard and what you know 
Even when the sun is out I feel so cold 
It's the same being lonely and alone 
It's a shame for fame gotta sell your soul 
25 to life, man, I feel so old 
Tell me if I missed the drop, have I lost control? 
Stylin', profilin', I never been better 
These fellas be posin', they feelin' the pressure 
Writing to-do lists with wealth beyond measure 
My mama, a mansion in Lesser Antilles 

[Hook] [x2] 
And if I die tonight, no, it ain't your fault 
Last thing on my mind, thought you oughta know 
"Yeah, I'm cool, I'm fine, ain't nothing wrong" 
That's the biggest lie that I told ya 

[Bridge] [x2] 
That's the biggest lie that I told ya 
That I told ya 

[Coda] [x4] 
Grip the rope, hit the slope 
Y'all gon' miss me when I turn to smoke 
"How you doing?" Man, I dunno 
But I'm glowing gold when I'm about to blow 

Grip the rope

//

https://bleedthesecolours.bandcamp.com/track/aint-your-fault

Viridian Hazel

Ain't Your Fault

- Written, co-produced and performed by Bleed These Colours 
- Produced, mixed, mastered by Paul Miles (Select Recording Studios, Wood Green, London)
- Original artwork by Jose Mendes (@jo_paintings)

//

[Hook] 
This is my suicide letter, ayy 
No, no, no-oh, no, no, now you know 
No, I ain't never getting any better 
'Cause all that talk about forever 
Oh oh oh, see what it do to me 
See, see what it do to me 

[Verse] 
You drive, I'll wait 
Bus stop, real late 
My journey, this is my fate 
Am I real or is the world just fake? 
Could walk, force change 
Crossroads, which way? 
So what if it's a brand new day? 
I'm just as sad in a brand new place 

[Pre-Hook] 
And when it all falls down 
Are you ready for it? 
Who are you calling? 
Can you hear me now? 

[Hook] [x2] 
This is my suicide letter, ayy 
No, no, no-oh, no, no, now you know 
No, I ain't never getting any better 
'Cause all that talk about forever 
Oh oh oh, see what it do to me 
See, see what it do to me 

[Bridge] [x2] 
See what it do to me 
See, see what it do to me, oh oh 
See what it do to me 
See what it do to me 

See what it do to me 
See, see what it do to me, oh oh 
Girl, you're my fantasy 
A damn shame that you're out of reach 

[Pre-Hook] 
And when it all falls down 
Are you ready for it? 
Who are you calling? 
Can you hear me now?

//

https://bleedthesecolours.bandcamp.com/track/never-any-better

Never Any Better

- Written, co-produced, vocals: Bleed These Colours 
- Additional vocals: Janos (@janosmusic)
- Produced, mixed, mastered: Paul Miles, Select Recording Studios
- Original artwork by Jose Mendes (@jo_paintings)

//

[Verse 1: Bleed These Colours] 
Sometimes, I really wish you'd show up 
So I got reasons to drink until I throw up 
So I got reasons to think until I blow up 
Time will tell anything, but I beg it move slower 
Don't bother tell me how I only rap about the same ish 
'Cause I won't bother listen 'til I'm super famous 
Got a nugget for you brothers, yeah, I'm the saviour 
Bring the future to the present (Damn Nostradamus) 
Keep digging up the past, so I'm that Tomb Raider 
Miserable at best, but I always keep it major 
Man, well, I try to keep it major 
'Cause we don't wanna lose none of that Bleezy flavour, no (Wait) 
We just wanna make you dance, go outta control (Stay) 
I mean, that's the whole reason why I'm doing this 
Even if the whole game ludicrous 
So, until the day I wake up to where I belong 
I'll never cross that Rubicon 

[Pre-Hook: Bleed These Colours][x2] 
Make sure to tell 'em I'm 
Make sure to tell 'em I'm 
Make sure to tell 'em I'm 
Make sure to tell 'em I'm 

[Hook: Janos][x2] 
I'm not al-alright, not al-alright 
Just let me die, just let me die 

[Verse 2: Bleed These Colours] 
Cried my eyes out 'til they dried up like desert wells 
Now I cry salt like ceiling cracks in prison cells 
I know you know what time it is, why can't they tell? 
I'm sick of love, I'm lovesick, not feeling well 
Solve for ex, maybe that's the solution 
Staying on my grind, hustlin' and-a groovin' 
They say the answer's right there in front of your eyes 
So I took a look around, but all I saw was a knife 
Now lemme tell you nuh, I don't really wanna die 
I just wanna fall asleep and never again open my eyes 
So listen, 'cause this soft drink craving 
Causing me to lose all will lately, it's driving me crazy 
I know I made a mistake 
I shouldn't be having regrets at my age 
Biggest mistake that I made 
So my goal remains the same: make sure to tell 'em I'm 

[Pre-Hook: Bleed These Colours][x2] 
Make sure to tell 'em I'm 
Make sure to tell 'em I'm 
Make sure to tell 'em I'm 
Make sure to tell 'em I'm 

[Hook: Janos][x2] 
I'm not al-alright, not al-alright 
Just let me die, just let me die

//

https://bleedthesecolours.bandcamp.com/track/rubicon-ft-janos
all rights reserved

Rubicon

Rubicon ft. Janos

Written, produced and performed by Bleed These Colours
Engineered by Joss Doherty @ Nando's Studio, Soho

[HOOK]
I just love the things that you do
Maybe that's why I can't get enough of
How you make parts of me feel so strange
Innocence is dead - this ain't no time for child's games

[VERSE]
Ayo, now hold up a minute
Let me just take in the image
This ain't a joke or a gimmick
But baby, your spirit is vivid
I think we way past our limits
Burn up my soul with your sinning
You got the thing I been missing 
All in the day that I did it

I'mma break you down, yeah
Eat it up, beat it up
Better believe what I say now
Not in the mood to bluff
Your eyes got me thinking how
You so perfect
Jump in the saddle, now work it
Drown me in cake, I be thirsty
Like ooh

[HOOK]
...The things that you do
Maybe that's why I can't get enough of
How you make parts of me feel so strange
Innocence is dead - this ain't no time for child's games

[BRIDGE x2]
The things that you do
The things that you do
The things that you do
The things that you-you-you

[HOOK x2]
I just love the things that you do
Maybe that's why I can't get enough of
How you make parts of me feel so strange
Innocence is dead - this ain't no time for child's games

Things That You Do

Produced, engineered, written and performed by Bleed These Colours
Artwork by Eddie Fahrenheit

//

[Intro]
(Hood dream)
I don't wanna waste your time, yeah
I just wanna make you mine, yeah
(Hood dream)
Damn, baby girl, you fine, yeah
Girl, you fine
I just wanna, I just, I just wanna (Whoa)

[Hook x2]
Pixels and melodies, can't live without 'em
Make it in the next year? Yeah, I doubt it
Used to keep me going was that hood dream
N-n-now I got my baby, that's the main thing

[Verse]
Pixels and melodies, so pitcher perfect
If only I put in the time needed to flourish
I could have the whole world in my hand, I know it
My mama said it so you know it's true: I'm chosen

She also said she'd like a house upon the ocean
So how could I deny her golden years what's golden?
I'm her golden boy, so all the pressure's on my shoulders
But the only thing I'm good for is ducking from problems

Any chance for a medal and sponsorship from that?
Cos any day I take to lay in hay goes awful fast
And most days when I put in work, I get nothing back
I know these things take a while, but I ain't got time for that

Damn, nearly 30 soon,
Still got no clue, but I still got you
Living on the edge, that's just how we move
Better dream real big before we float too soon
Someone tell me when the clouds of cash start raining
So I can drown in the drip of a spiral mainstream (Yeah!)

[Hook x2]
Pixels and melodies, can't live without 'em
Make it in the next year? Yeah, I doubt it
Used to keep me going was that hood dream
N-n-now I got my baby, that's the main thing

[Outro]
I don't wanna waste your time, yeah
I just wanna make you mine, yeah
Damn, baby girl, you fine, yeah
Girl, you fine
I just wanna, I just, I just wanna (Whoa)

Main Thing

Urban-pop singer-songwriter and rapper // New singles 'Jump In Your Cake' and 'Minutes' OUT NOW on SoundCloud, Bandcamp and all major digital retailers and streaming services //

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