Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion (A Zulu Love)

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

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

(two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a love)
(two-step)
It all feels the same (it's a 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 through the back window, I'm a field nigga
I made a flower for you outta cotton to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten down
Even if master's listenin', I got the attention
So I'mma say somethin' that's and critical for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should rival
Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so
By different shades of
Then wit me, "You're womanless, women love the creation"
It all came from God then you was my
I to where you reside
And looked around to see more for sore eyes
Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times

(two-step)
Complexion don't a thing (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 like it, I it
You it, I love it
You it, I love it
You it, I love it
You it, I love it

Let me talk my Stu Scott, me on my 2pac
Keep your head up, did you stop? Love and die
of your skin, color of your eyes
That's the blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby
You blew me away, you more beauty in blue green and grey
All my Solomon up north, 12 a slave
12 of age, thinkin' my shade too dark
I love myself, I no need Cupid
And forcin' my side like a young George Lucas
Light don't mean you smart, bein' don't make 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 don't see you beautiful in complexion
It ain't 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
no stress, jigga 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 your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters
We all on the team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing

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