Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion (A Zulu Love)

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

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

(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 eyes tell me your mama can't run
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field
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
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 never rival
Beauty is what you it, I used to be so mistaken
By shades of faces
Then wit told me, "You're womanless, love the creation"
It all came from God 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 don't mean a (it's a Zulu love)
(two-step)
It all feels the (it's a Zulu love)

You like it, I 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 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 need
And forcin' my side like a young George Lucas
Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you
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 lose two
If you don't see you beautiful in your
It ain't complex to put it in
the air beneath the kite, that's the context
Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, no contest
If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones blessed
Ain't no stress, boos wanna be
I ain't talkin' Jay, I ain't Bey
I'm days we got school watchin' movie screens
And spike esteem
The new Bond gon' be black as me
as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea
And it's all to me
Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters
We all on the same team, and pirus, no colors ain't a thing

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