Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion (A Zulu Love)

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

Dark as the hour or bright as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck about your complexion, I what the Germans done
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field
I a flower for you outta cotton just to chill 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 mean a (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 your blue eyes me your mama can't run
(dissin')
Sneak me the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes
Even if listenin', I got the world's attention
So I'mma say somethin' that's 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 shades of
Then wit told me, "You're womanless, love the creation"
It all came from God you was my confirmation
I to where you reside
And looked around to see sights for sore eyes
Let the Willie theory reverse a million times with

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

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 it, I love it
You like it, I it

Let me talk my Stu Scott, me on my 2pac
Keep your head up, when did you stop? and die
Color of skin, color of your eyes
That's the real blues, baby, like you met baby
You blew me away, you think more beauty in green and grey
All my Solomon up north, 12 years a
12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too
I love myself, I no longer Cupid
And forcin' my dark side like a young George
Light don't mean you smart, bein' 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 don't see you in your complexion
It ain't complex to put it in
the air beneath the kite, that's the context
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 wanna be
I ain't talkin' Jay, I talkin' Bey
I'm talkin' days we got watchin' movie screens
And yourself esteem
The new James Bond gon' be as me
Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, tea
And it's all to me
Call your magnificent, call all the sisters queens
We all on the team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing

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