Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

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

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

'Cause yo, I to play Apollo Balcony seats
swing razors 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 go? Where the old gold beers an' cheers go?
But now them here doe, so

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

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

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

Beat street breakers were to the music I chose
An' Peachtree Atlantic heads was tootin' nose
In corners 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 money was the death of Christ
An' all these shorties comin' up, resurrect your life
It's a cycle

The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', still packed, the word?
The stay 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

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

The styles from prison, they used potatoes makin' liquor
Just to we some creative
Turnin' nothin' 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 y'all to know one thing
The thing is to forgive, but God does
Even if you murdered or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God

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 an' my lungs was affected from an' gettin'

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

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

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