Luyện nghe bài hát For Women

Yea, so we got this called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina
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 ever 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 conversation she she a 107
Just her presence was a blessing and her essence was a
She had her head
And dreads that peeked out the back
Like antenna to her get a sense of where she was at, imagine that
a century, the strenght of her memories
Felt like an angel had sent to me
She lived nigga to colored to negro to black
To afro african-american and right back to nigga
You figure she'd be bitter in the
But she alright, cuz she sseen the circle of life yo
Her skin was black like it was packed with
Back in the days of she packin' like harriet tubman
Her arms are and she moves like song
Feet corns, hand with callouses
But her heart is warm and her is wooly
And it a lot of energy even negative
She gotta dead that the head is her remedy
Her back is strong and she far from a
is the back of the masters' whip used to crack upon
Strong enough to all the pain, that's been
Inflicted again and again and and again and flipped
It to the love for her children nothing else
What do call her? they call 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 with losers who be usin' them
Chasin' the real brothers away like she in the brain
She tried to get it she fit in
On that dream mission paid tuition
For the to find out her history was missing and started flippin'
Seeing the world through different eyes
People askin' her what she'll do it comes time to chose sides
Yo, her skin is yellow, like her face is blond word is bond
And her hair is long and straight just sleeping beauty
See, she truly like she belong in 2 worlds
And that she relate to other girls
Her father was rich and white livin' with his wife
But he himself on her mother late one night
They call it that's right and now she take flight
Through life hate and spite inside her mind
That her up to the break of light a lot of times
(I gotta myself)
She had to herself
called her safronia the unwanted seed
Blood still blue in her 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 apollo marquis of stardom
they was born the streets is watchin' and schemin'
And now it got them generations facin'
That don't kill you they just got
And that get you first
Yo, it's getting worse, when children hide the fact they pregnant
Cuz they of giving birth
How I feed this baby?
How will I survive, how will baby shine?
Daddy dead from crack in '85, mommy dead aids in '89
At 14 the baby hit the same streets they became her
The of the enslaved, they grow a little faster
They bodies become
they keepin' the thoughts of a child her arrival
Into womanhood was up by her survival
Now she 25, grown out her own
Doin' whatever it strippin', workin' out on the block
Up on the phone, about
(My skin is tan like the front of hand)
(And my hair)
(well my alright whatever way I want to fix it,
It's it's fine)
(But my hips, these sweet of mine invite you daddy)
(And when I fix my lips my mouth is 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 better quit all the question, sugar who's little girl am i)
(Why I'm yours if you got enough to buy)
(You better with the compliments we running out of time,)
(You wanna talk whatever we could do that your dime)
(From harlem's from where I came, worry 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 even thought she can't
It came from god and when life get she always speak to him
She'd rather kill her babies let the master get to 'em
She on the run up north to get across mason-dixon
In she learned how to be patient and keep wishin'
The promise of eternal life after for those that god bless
She swears the baby she'll have will breathe a free breath
And get milk a free breast
And love alive
Otherwise they'll have to give up being themselves to
Being maids, ladies maybe teachers
Or college graduates, nurses, housewives, prostitutes, and addicts
Some will grow to be old women, some die before they born
They'll be mothers, and who inspire and make songs
(But me, my is brown and my manner is tough,)
(Like the love I give my when the rainbow's enuff,)
(I'll kill the first muthafucka that mess with me, I bluff)
(I ain't got time to lie, my life has much too rough,)
(Still running with barefeet, I got nothin' but my soul,)
(Freedom is the ultimate
Life and is small on the whole, in many ways)
(I'm awfully bitter these
'Cuz the only god gave me, they 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 back to georgia on a train,)
(Folks there call me peaches, I guess that's my name.)