Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion (A Zulu Love)

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

as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck about your complexion, I what the Germans done
(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 listenin', cover your ears, he to mention

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

as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' 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 I'm ten toes 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 never rival
Beauty is what you make it, I to be so mistaken
By different shades of
Then wit me, "You're womanless, women love the creation"
It all came God then you was my confirmation
I came to you reside
And looked around to see more sights for eyes
Let the Lynch theory reverse a million times with

(two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a 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 it, I love it
You like it, I it

Let me my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2pac
Keep your head up, when did you stop? and die
Color of your skin, color of eyes
the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby
You blew me away, you think beauty in blue 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 like a young George
Light mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid
And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't "Woohah!"
Need a paradox for the pair of dots they
two ties, L-L, you lose two times
If you see you beautiful in your complexion
It complex 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 it, all your earth tones been blessed
Ain't no stress, jigga boos be
I talkin' Jay, I ain't talkin' 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 it's all to me
Call your magnificent, call all the sisters queens
We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no ain't a thing

Barefoot babies no cares
gun toters 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 on earth