Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion (A Zulu Love)

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

Dark as the hour or bright 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 good field
I made a flower for you cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you I'm ten toes down
if master listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention

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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 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 field nigga
I a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you I'm ten toes down
Even if master's listenin', I got the world's
So I'mma say somethin' that's vital and for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color never rival
Beauty is you make it, I used to be so mistaken
By shades of faces
Then wit told me, "You're womanless, women the creation"
It all came from God you was my confirmation
I came to where you
And looked around to see more sights for sore
Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million with

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

You like it, I it
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 like it, I it

Let me talk my Stu Scott, me on my 2pac
Keep your head up, when did you stop? and die
Color of skin, color of your eyes
That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's
You me away, you think more beauty in blue green and grey
All my up north, 12 years a slave
12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too
I myself, I no longer need Cupid
And forcin' my dark side like a young George
Light don't mean you smart, dark don't make you stupid
And of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' "Woohah!"
Need a paradox for the pair of dots they
Like two ties, L-L, you lose two
If you don't see you in your complexion
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 your earth tones been
Ain't no stress, boos wanna be
I talkin' Jay, I ain't talkin' Bey
I'm talkin' we got school watchin' movie screens
And spike yourself
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

babies with no cares
Teenage gun toters that play fair, should I get out the car?
I see Compton, I see something much worse
The land of the landmines, the that's on earth