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 same (it's a love)

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

(two-step)
Complexion don't a thing (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 blue eyes 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 toes
Even if master's listenin', I got the world's
So I'mma say somethin' that's and critical for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should rival
Beauty is you make it, I used to be so mistaken
By different shades of
Then wit me, "You're womanless, women love the creation"
It all came from God you was my confirmation
I to where you reside
And looked around to see more for sore eyes
Let the Willie Lynch reverse a million times with

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

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

Let me my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2pac
Keep your up, when did you stop? Love and die
of your skin, color of your eyes
That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's
You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue green and
All my up north, 12 years a slave
12 years of age, my shade too dark
I love myself, I no longer Cupid
And forcin' my dark side like a young George
Light don't mean you smart, dark don't make you stupid
And frame of mind for them bustas, talkin' "Woohah!"
Need a paradox for the pair of dots tutored
Like two ties, L-L, you two times
If you don't see you in your complexion
It ain't 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
no stress, jigga boos wanna be
I ain't talkin' Jay, I talkin' Bey
I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' screens
And yourself esteem
The new James gon' be black as me
as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black 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

Barefoot babies with no
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 that's on