Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion

(two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a love)
(two-step)
It all the same (it's a Zulu love)

as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans
(dissin')
Sneak me the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill you
You I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down
Even if master listenin', cover your ears, he to mention

(two-step)
Complexion don't mean a (it's a Zulu love)
(two-step)
It all the same (it's a Zulu love)

Dark as the hour, I'm bright as the mornin' Sun
Brown skinned, but your blue tell me your mama can't run
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field
I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill you
You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes
Even if master's listenin', I got the attention
So I'mma say somethin' that's and critical for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', should never rival
is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken
By shades of faces
wit told me, "You're womanless, women love the creation"
It all came from God then you was my
I came to where you
And looked around to see more sights for eyes
Let the Willie Lynch reverse a million times with

(two-step)
Complexion don't mean a (it's a Zulu love)
(two-step)
It all the same (it's a Zulu love)

You like it, I it
You it, I love it
You like it, I it
You it, I love it
You like it, I it
You it, I love it
You it, I love it

Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my
Keep your head up, did you stop? Love and die
Color of skin, color of your eyes
That's the real blues, baby, like you met baby
You me away, you think more beauty in blue green and grey
All my Solomon up north, 12 years a
12 of age, thinkin' my shade too dark
I love myself, I no longer need
And forcin' my dark side a young George Lucas
Light mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid
And frame of mind for them bustas, talkin' "Woohah!"
Need a paradox for the pair of they tutored
Like two ties, L-L, you two times
If you see you beautiful in your complexion
It complex to put it in context
the air beneath the kite, that's the context
Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, no contest
If you like it, I love it, all your earth been blessed
Ain't no stress, jigga wanna be
I ain't talkin' Jay, I ain't Bey
I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie
And yourself esteem
The new James Bond gon' be as me
as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea
And all beautiful to me
Call brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens
We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a

babies with no cares
Teenage gun that don't play fair, should I get out the car?
I see Compton, I see something much worse
The land of the landmines, the hell that's on