Luyện nghe bài hát For Women

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

I got off the 2 train in brooklyn on my way to a
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 and her essence was a lesson
She had her wrapped
And long dreads peeked out the back
antenna to help her get a sense of where she was at, imagine that
Livin' a century, the of her memories
like an angel had been sent to me
She lived from nigga to to negro to black
To afro then and right back to nigga
You figure be bitter in the twilight
But she alright, cuz she done sseen the circle of yo
Her skin was black it was packed with melanin
in the days of slaves she packin' like harriet tubman
Her arms are long and she moves song
Feet with corns, with callouses
But her heart is warm and her is wooly
And it attract a lot of energy even
She gotta dead the head 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 to take all the pain, that's been
Inflicted again and again and again and and flipped
It to the love for her children nothing matters
do they call her? they call her aunt sara

I know a with a name as beautiful as the rain
Her face is the same but she suffers an unusual
she only deals with losers who be usin' them games
Chasin' the real away like she confused in the brain
She tried to get it she fit in
On american dream mission paid tuition
For the receipt to find out her history was missing and started
Seeing the world 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 word is
And her hair is long and straight like sleeping beauty
See, she truly like she belong in 2 worlds
And that she can't relate to other
Her father was rich and white still livin' with his
But he himself on her mother late one night
They call it that's right and now she take flight
Through life with hate and inside her mind
That keep her up to the of light a lot of times
(I gotta myself)
She had to herself
They called her safronia the seed
Blood still blue in her and still red when she bleeds
(Don't, don't, don't me again)

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

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