Gunshots fired in an alleyway,
Gunshots fired in the street,
A son of God lies with the wicked,
A wicked man stands at his feet.

That's the colors run,
That's how they run,
That's how the colors run,
Watch em run.

Gunshots fired in an alleyway,
Gunshots fired in the street,
Teardrops fall for the righteous,
Rain drops fall for the thief.

Gunshots fired in an alleyway,
Gunshots fired in the street,
Colors run deep in the city,
Like the color of blood...
On the concrete.