Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Take one step toward him, he takes two you
when 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 an' it loves you back
You get one life, an' yo, because of that
I'm still blazin', goin' out for the
rockin', stockin', not for the waves, obeyin' no laws
An' it's that

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

The doo rags are back, 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, right