Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy Lattisaw tapes, the 80's had us all Youngest gorillas up to bat at home plate
That was a era, in my pants
Yeah, X Clan hair, with at the top of my fade

Homicide an' Feds on the blocks I played, b-ball
That's when I was I here for the cause, or be-cause
Ray Charles could see the ghetto
Was told to stay strong an' I could beat the

'Cause yo, I to play Apollo Balcony seats
Watchin' swing razors in the front row, out in the streets
The car show, 560's, chemical
pumpin' Super Lover Cee an' Casanova

Live chicks be, bustin' out of clothes
Wearin' lip gloss, big door knockers they earlobes
So where them go? Where the old gold beers an' cheers go?
But now them here doe, so

The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word?
The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still life's ride, one mo' time

The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word?
The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, right

Political thugs in shark suits persuade us to
In army boots, yellin, "Join the forces"
We lost the Vietnam War, intoxicated
Needles in arms of instead of bigger fortunes

There's still a lot of crawlin' in the offices
War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, torture us
They won't be servin' the beast too
The murderers police uniforms, confederate flags I burn

Beat street were dancin' to the music I chose
An' Peachtree Atlantic heads was they nose
In frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up Llama's
an' double

We incarnates, headed for jail
Where Shell gas company in South be havin' us killed
Your money was the death of Christ
An' all these shorties comin' up, resurrect your life
It's like a

The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word?
The drinkers stay drinkin', or they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, one mo' time

The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs
Island bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The stay drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still life's ride, right

Used to wear rags on they hair it was fried up
That's when we lied to, buyin' hair products
Back before my generation, our blackness started disintegratin'
awareness started penetratin'

The styles come prison, they used potatoes makin' liquor
to prove we some creative
Turnin' nothin' somethin', is God work
An' you get nothin' without an' hard work

War is to my in chains
Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' y'all to know one thing
The hardest is to forgive, but God does
Even if you murdered or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God

Take one step toward him, he takes two you
Even all else fail, God support you
I it, got God sun on my stomach
My heart an' my lungs was affected from an'

Do your body right an' it loves you
You get one life, an' yo, because of that
I'm still blazin', out for the cause
Still rockin', stockin', not for the waves, no laws
An' it's like

The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs
Island bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The stay drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, one mo' time

The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an'
Island bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The drinkers stay drinkin', or they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, right