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, with dreads at the top of my

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

'Cause yo, I used to play Balcony seats
Watchin' swing razors in the 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 knockers pealin' earlobes
So where them go? Where the old gold beers an' cheers go?
But now them shorties doe, so

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

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 instead of bigger fortunes

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

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

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

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, enjoyin' life's ride, one mo' time

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

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

The come from prison, they used potatoes makin' liquor
to prove we some creative
Turnin' into somethin', is God work
An' you get nothin' struggle an' hard work

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

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

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

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

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 life's ride, right