Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion (A Zulu Love)

(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 midnight hour or as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck about complexion, I know what the Germans done
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field
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 a thing (it's a Zulu love)
(two-step)
It all feels the same (it's a love)

Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the Sun
Brown skinned, but your blue tell me your mama can't run
(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 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 for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should rival
is what you make it, I used 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 around to see more sights for sore eyes
Let the Lynch theory reverse a million times with

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

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

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