Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion (A Zulu Love)

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

Dark as the midnight or bright as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck 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 know I'd go the distance, you I'm ten toes down
Even if listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention

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

as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' Sun
Brown skinned, but your blue tell me your mama can't run
(dissin')
Sneak me the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down
Even if master's listenin', I got the attention
So I'mma say somethin' that's vital and for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should never
is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken
By shades of faces
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 mean a thing (it's a 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 it, I love it
You like it, I it
You it, I love it

Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my
Keep your head up, when did you Love and die
Color of your skin, color of eyes
That's the real blues, baby, you met Jay's baby
You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue green and
All my Solomon up north, 12 a slave
12 of age, thinkin' my shade too dark
I myself, I no longer need Cupid
And forcin' my dark side like a young Lucas
don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid
And frame of mind for them bustas, talkin' "Woohah!"
Need a paradox for the pair of dots they
Like two ties, L-L, you two times
If you see you beautiful in your complexion
It complex to put it in context
Find the air beneath the kite, 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 school watchin' movie
And yourself esteem
The new James Bond 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 with no cares
Teenage gun toters that don't play fair, I get out the car?
I don't see Compton, I see much worse
The land of the landmines, the hell on earth