Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion

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

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

(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 midnight hour, I'm as the mornin' Sun
Brown skinned, but your blue eyes me your mama can't run
(dissin')
Sneak me the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten down
Even if master's listenin', I got the attention
So I'mma say somethin' that's vital and critical for
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should rival
Beauty is what you make it, I to be so mistaken
By different shades of
wit told me, "You're womanless, women love the creation"
It all came God then you was my confirmation
I came to where you
And looked around to see sights for sore eyes
Let the Willie theory reverse a million times with

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

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

Let me my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2pac
Keep your head up, did you stop? Love and die
Color of skin, color of your eyes
That's the real blues, baby, you met Jay's baby
You blew me away, you think beauty in blue green and grey
All my up north, 12 years a slave
12 years of age, my shade too dark
I love myself, I no longer Cupid
And my dark side like a young George Lucas
Light don't mean you smart, dark don't make you stupid
And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't "Woohah!"
Need a for the pair of dots they tutored
Like two ties, L-L, you two times
If you don't see you beautiful in complexion
It ain't complex to put it in
Find the air beneath the kite, the context
Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, no contest
If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been
Ain't no stress, jigga wanna be
I ain't talkin' Jay, I ain't Bey
I'm talkin' days we got school movie screens
And yourself esteem
The new James Bond gon' be as me
Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, tea
And all beautiful to me
Call your brothers magnificent, all the sisters queens
We all on the same team, and pirus, no colors ain't a thing

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