Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

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

Homicide an' Feds on the blocks where I played,
That's when I wondered was I for the cause, or be-cause
'Cause Ray Charles see the ghetto
Was to stay strong an' I could beat the devil

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

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

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

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

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

Beat street breakers dancin' to the music I chose
An' Peachtree Atlantic heads was tootin' nose
In frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up children
an' double

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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