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)

as the midnight 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 good nigga
I made a flower for you outta cotton to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you I'm ten toes down
Even if master listenin', cover ears, he 'bout to mention

(two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a 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 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 just to chill you
You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes
if master's listenin', I got the world's attention
So I'mma say somethin' that's and critical for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', should never rival
Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so
By different shades of
wit told me, "You're womanless, women love the creation"
It all came from God then you was my
I came to where you
And looked to see more sights for sore eyes
Let the Willie theory reverse a million times with

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

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 it, I love it
You like it, I it

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

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