Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion (A Zulu Love)

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

Dark as the hour or bright as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the done
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a field nigga
I made a flower for you outta just 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 'bout to

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

Dark as the hour, I'm bright as the mornin' Sun
skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good 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's listenin', I got the attention
So I'mma say somethin' that's vital and critical for
Of mankind, if he lyin', should never rival
Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so
By different of faces
wit told me, "You're womanless, women love the creation"
It all from God then you was my confirmation
I to where you reside
And looked around to see more sights for sore
Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million with

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

You it, I love it
You it, I love 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

Let me talk my Stu Scott, me on my 2pac
Keep your head up, when did you Love and die
Color of skin, color of your eyes
That's the blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby
You me away, you think more 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 need Cupid
And forcin' my dark side like a George Lucas
don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid
And frame of mind for them bustas, talkin' "Woohah!"
Need a for the pair of dots they tutored
two ties, L-L, you lose two times
If you don't see you beautiful in your
It complex to put it in context
Find the air beneath the kite, the context
Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no
If you it, I love it, all your earth tones 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' screens
And spike esteem
The new James gon' be black as me
as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea
And all beautiful to me
Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters
We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a

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 much
The of the landmines, the hell that's on earth