Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion (A Zulu Love)

(two-step)
Complexion mean 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 about your complexion, I know what the Germans done
(dissin')
Sneak me through the window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta cotton to chill with you
You I'd go the distance, you know 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 feels the same (it's a love)

Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the Sun
skinned, but your 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 cotton just to chill with 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 say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color never rival
Beauty is what you it, I used to be so mistaken
By different of faces
Then wit me, "You're womanless, women love the creation"
It all came God then you was my confirmation
I came to where you
And around to see more sights for sore eyes
Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times

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

Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my
Keep head up, when did you stop? Love 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 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 a young George Lucas
Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't you stupid
And frame of for them bustas, ain't talkin' "Woohah!"
Need a for the pair of dots they tutored
Like two ties, L-L, you two times
If you see you beautiful in your complexion
It ain't to put it in context
the air beneath the kite, that's the context
Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, no contest
If you like it, I love it, all earth tones been blessed
Ain't no stress, boos wanna be
I ain't talkin' Jay, I ain't Bey
I'm talkin' days we got watchin' movie 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 brothers magnificent, call all the queens
We all on the same team, and pirus, no colors ain't a thing

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