Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion (A Zulu Love)

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

Dark as the midnight hour or as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck your complexion, I know what the Germans done
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a 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
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 (it's a Zulu love)

Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the Sun
Brown skinned, but your 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 cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten down
Even if listenin', I got the world's attention
So I'mma say somethin' that's vital and for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should never
Beauty is you make it, I used to be so mistaken
By different of faces
wit told me, "You're womanless, women love the creation"
It all came God then you was my confirmation
I came to where you
And looked around to see more sights for eyes
Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times

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

Let me talk my Stu Scott, me on my 2pac
Keep head up, when did you stop? Love and die
Color of your skin, 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 up north, 12 years a slave
12 of age, thinkin' my shade too dark
I love myself, I no longer Cupid
And my dark side like a young George Lucas
Light don't you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid
And frame of mind for bustas, ain't talkin' "Woohah!"
Need a paradox for the of dots they tutored
Like two ties, L-L, you two times
If you don't see you beautiful in complexion
It ain't to put it in context
Find the air beneath the kite, that's the
Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, no contest
If you like it, I love it, all your tones been blessed
Ain't no stress, jigga wanna be
I ain't talkin' Jay, I ain't Bey
I'm talkin' days we got watchin' movie screens
And yourself esteem
The new James Bond be black as me
Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, tea
And it's all to me
your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens
We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no ain't a thing

babies with no cares
Teenage gun that 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