Luyện nghe bài hát For Women

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

I got off the 2 train in on my way to a session
Said let me help this woman up the stairs I get to steppin'
We got in a she said she a 107
Just her presence was a blessing and her was a lesson
She had her wrapped
And dreads that peeked out the back
Like antenna to help her get a sense of where she was at, imagine
a century, the strenght of her memories
Felt like an had been sent to me
She lived from to colored to negro to black
To afro then african-american and right to nigga
You she'd be bitter in the twilight
But she alright, cuz she sseen the circle of life yo
Her skin was black like it was packed melanin
Back in the days of slaves she like harriet tubman
Her arms are long and she moves like
Feet with corns, with callouses
But her heart is warm and her is wooly
And it attract a lot of energy negative
She gotta dead that the head is her remedy
Her back is and she far from a vagabond
This is the back of the whip used to crack upon
Strong enough to take all the pain, that's
Inflicted again and again and again and again and
It to the for her children nothing else matters
What do they call her? they call her sara

I know a girl with a name as beautiful as the
Her face is the but she suffers an unusual pain
Seems she deals with losers who be usin' them games
the real brothers away like she confused in the brain
She to get it where she fit in
On that dream mission paid tuition
For the to find out her history was missing and started flippin'
the world through very different eyes
People askin' her what she'll do when it comes time to chose
Yo, her is yellow, it's like her face is blond word is bond
And her hair is long and straight like sleeping beauty
See, she truly like she belong in 2 worlds
And that she relate to other girls
Her father was rich and white still livin' his wife
But he forced himself on her mother late one
They call it rape that's right and now she take
Through life with hate and spite inside her
That her up to the break of light a lot of times
(I gotta myself)
She had to remind
They her safronia the unwanted seed
Blood still blue in her vein and still red when she
(Don't, don't, hurt me again)

lovers sit on the stoops up in harlem
Holdin' hands under the apollo marquis of stardom
they was born the streets is watchin' and schemin'
And now it got generations facin' deseases
That don't kill you they just got
And complications that get you
Yo, it's getting worse, when hide the fact that they pregnant
Cuz they of giving birth
How I feed this baby?
How will I survive, how will this baby
Daddy dead from crack in '85, mommy dead from in '89
At 14 the hit the same streets they became her master
The of the enslaved, they grow a little faster
They become adult
While they keepin' the thoughts of a child her
Into womanhood was heemed up by her
Now she 25, grown out her own
Doin' whatever it takes strippin', workin' out on the
Up on the phone, talkin'
(My skin is tan the front of your hand)
(And my hair)
(well my alright whatever way I want to fix it,
It's it's fine)
(But my hips, these sweet hips of invite you daddy)
(And when I fix my my mouth is like wine)
(Take a sip don't be shy, I wanna be your lady)
(I ain't too good for mercedes, but first you got to pay me)
(You better 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 compliments we out of time,)
(You wanna whatever we could do that it's your dime)
(From harlem's from where I came, don't about my name,)
(Up on one-two-five they call me thang)

A daughter come up in georgia, ripe and 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 always to him
She'd rather kill her babies let the master get to 'em
She on the run up north to get across that
In church she learned how to be patient and keep
The promise of eternal life after death for those god bless
She swears the next baby she'll have will a free breath
And get from a free breast
And love beeing
Otherwise they'll have to give up being themselves to
Being maids, cleaning maybe teachers
Or college graduates, nurses, housewives, prostitutes, and addicts
Some will grow to be old women, some will die before born
They'll be mothers, and lovers who inspire and songs
(But me, my is brown and my manner is tough,)
(Like the I give my babies when the rainbow's enuff,)
(I'll kill the first muthafucka that mess me, I never bluff)
(I ain't got to lie, my life has been much too rough,)
(Still running barefeet, I ain't got nothin' but my soul,)
(Freedom is the ultimate
and death is small on the whole, in many ways)
(I'm bitter these days
'Cuz the only god gave me, they were slaves,)
(And it crippled me, I got the of a casualty,)
(But I live through my babies and I my reality)
(Maybe one day I'll ride to georgia on a train,)
(Folks 'round there call me peaches, I guess my name.)