Luyện nghe bài hát For Women

Yea, so we got this called "for women" right
Originally, it was by simone
She said it was inspired by, you
Down south, in the south, used to call her mother antie
She no mrs.
Just
She said if ever called her antie
She'd burn the whole goddamn down
I'm over that
Coming into the new millenium, we can't forget our

I got off the 2 train in brooklyn on my way to a
Said let me help this woman up the before I get to steppin'
We got in a she said she a 107
her presence was a blessing and her essence was a lesson
She had her head
And dreads that peeked out the back
Like antenna to help her get a sense of she was at, imagine that
Livin' a century, the of her memories
Felt like an had been sent to me
She lived from nigga to colored to to black
To then african-american and right back to nigga
You figure be bitter in the twilight
But she alright, cuz she done sseen the of life yo
Her skin was black it was packed with melanin
Back in the days of slaves she packin' like tubman
Her arms are long and she moves song
Feet with corns, hand callouses
But her heart is warm and her hair is
And it attract a lot of even negative
She gotta dead that the wrap is her remedy
Her back is strong and she far from a
This is the back of the masters' whip used to upon
Strong enough to all the pain, that's been
Inflicted again and again and again and and flipped
It to the love for her children nothing else
What do they call her? they her aunt sara

I know a girl with a as beautiful as the rain
Her face is the same but she suffers an pain
Seems she only deals losers who be usin' them games
Chasin' the real brothers away like she in the brain
She tried to get it she fit in
On that american dream paid tuition
For the receipt to find out her history was missing and flippin'
Seeing the through very different eyes
People askin' her what do when it comes time to chose sides
Yo, her skin is yellow, it's like her face is blond is bond
And her hair is long and straight like sleeping beauty
See, she feels like she belong in 2 worlds
And that she can't relate to girls
Her father was rich and white still with his wife
But he himself on her mother late one night
They call it rape that's and now she take flight
Through life with hate and spite inside her
That keep her up to the break of light a lot of
(I gotta myself)
She had to remind
They called her the unwanted seed
Blood still in her vein and still red when she bleeds
(Don't, don't, hurt me again)

Teenage lovers sit on the stoops up in
Holdin' hands under the marquis dreamin of stardom
Since they was the streets is watchin' and schemin'
And now it got generations facin' deseases
don't kill you they just got problems
And complications get you first
Yo, it's worse, when children hide the fact that they pregnant
Cuz they of giving birth
How I feed this baby?
How will I survive, how will this shine?
Daddy dead from in '85, mommy dead from aids in '89
At 14 the baby hit the same they became her master
The children of the enslaved, they grow a little
They bodies become
While keepin' the thoughts of a child her arrival
Into womanhood was heemed up by her
Now she 25, barely out her own
Doin' whatever it takes strippin', workin' out on the
Up on the phone, talkin'
(My is tan like the front of your hand)
(And my hair)
(well my hair's whatever way I want to fix it,
It's it's fine)
(But my hips, these hips of mine invite you daddy)
(And when I fix my lips my is like wine)
(Take a sip be shy, tonight I wanna be your lady)
(I too good for your mercedes, but first you got to pay me)
(You quit with all the question, sugar who's little girl am i)
(Why I'm if you got enough money to buy)
(You better stop with the we running out of time,)
(You wanna talk whatever we could do that it's dime)
(From harlem's from where I came, worry about my name,)
(Up on they call me sweet thang)

A come up in georgia, ripe and ready to plant seeds
Left the plantation when she saw a sign thought she can't read
It came from god and when life get hard she speak to him
She'd kill her babies than let the master get to 'em
She on the run up north to get that mason-dixon
In church she learned how to be patient and keep
The promise of eternal life after death for that god bless
She swears the next baby have will breathe a free breath
And get milk a free breast
And love alive
Otherwise they'll have to up being themselves to survive
Being maids, cleaning maybe teachers
Or graduates, nurses, housewives, prostitutes, and drug addicts
Some will grow to be old women, some will die they born
be mothers, and lovers who inspire and make songs
(But me, my skin is and my manner is tough,)
(Like the love I my babies when the rainbow's enuff,)
(I'll kill the first muthafucka that mess me, I never bluff)
(I ain't got time to lie, my has been much too rough,)
(Still running with barefeet, I got nothin' but my soul,)
(Freedom is the ultimate
Life and death is small on the whole, in ways)
(I'm awfully these days
'Cuz the only parents god gave me, they slaves,)
(And it me, I got the destiny of a casualty,)
(But I through my babies and I change my reality)
(Maybe one day I'll ride back to on a train,)
(Folks there call me peaches, I guess that's my name.)