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)

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

(two-step)
Complexion mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)
(two-step)
It all feels the (it's a Zulu love)

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

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

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