Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

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

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

'Cause yo, I used to play Apollo Balcony
swing razors in the front row, then out in the streets
The car show, 560's, afros
Acuras Super Lover Cee an' Casanova

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

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

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

Political thugs in suits persuade us to pull
In boots, yellin, "Join the armed forces"
We the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons
Needles in arms of veterans instead of bigger

There's still a lot of in the carpet offices
War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, they us
They be servin' the beast too long
The wearin' police uniforms, confederate flags I burn

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

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

The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an'
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 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, enjoyin' life's ride, right

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

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

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

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

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

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