Luyện nghe bài hát For Women

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

I got off the 2 in brooklyn on my way to a session
Said let me help woman up the stairs before I get to steppin'
We got in a conversation she she a 107
Just her was a blessing and her essence was a lesson
She had her wrapped
And dreads that peeked out the back
Like antenna to help her get a of where she was at, imagine that
a century, the strenght of her memories
Felt like an angel had been to me
She lived nigga to colored to negro to black
To afro then african-american and right to nigga
You figure she'd be in the twilight
But she alright, cuz she done sseen the circle of yo
Her skin was black like it was with melanin
Back in the days of slaves she like harriet tubman
Her are long and she moves like song
Feet with corns, hand with
But her is warm and her hair is wooly
And it a lot of energy even negative
She dead that the head wrap 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, been
again and again and again and again and flipped
It to the love for her children else matters
What do they call her? call her aunt sara

I know a girl a name as beautiful as the rain
Her is the same but she suffers an unusual pain
Seems she only deals with losers who be usin' games
Chasin' the real brothers away like she confused in the
She tried to get it she fit in
On that american dream mission paid
For the receipt to find out her history was and started 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 her face is blond word is bond
And her hair is and straight just like sleeping beauty
See, she truly feels she belong in 2 worlds
And that she can't relate to other
Her father was rich and white still with his wife
But he forced himself on her mother late one
They it rape that's right and now she take flight
Through with 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
They called her safronia the unwanted
Blood still blue in her vein and red when she bleeds
(Don't, don't, hurt me again)

Teenage sit on the stoops up in harlem
Holdin' hands the apollo marquis dreamin of stardom
Since they was born the streets is watchin' and
And now it got them generations deseases
That don't kill you just got problems
And that get you first
Yo, it's getting worse, when children hide the fact they pregnant
Cuz scared of giving birth
How will I 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 streets they became her master
The of the enslaved, they grow a little faster
bodies become adult
While they the thoughts of a child her arrival
Into was heemed up by her survival
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 hair's alright way I want to fix it,
It's alright fine)
(But my hips, these sweet of mine invite you daddy)
(And I fix my lips my mouth is like wine)
(Take a sip don't be shy, tonight I wanna be lady)
(I ain't too good for your mercedes, but 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 stop the compliments we running out of time,)
(You wanna talk 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 call me sweet thang)

A daughter up in georgia, ripe and ready to plant seeds
Left the plantation she saw a sign even thought she can't read
It came from god and when life get 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 life after death for those that god
She swears the baby she'll have will breathe a free breath
And get milk from a free
And love beeing
Otherwise they'll have to give up being themselves to
Being maids, cleaning ladies teachers
Or college graduates, nurses, housewives, prostitutes, and addicts
Some will grow to be old women, will die before they born
They'll be mothers, and lovers who inspire and make
(But me, my skin is brown and my is tough,)
(Like the I give my babies when the rainbow's enuff,)
(I'll kill the muthafucka that mess with me, I never bluff)
(I ain't got to lie, my life has been much too rough,)
(Still with barefeet, I ain't got nothin' but my soul,)
(Freedom is the goal
Life and death is on the whole, in many ways)
(I'm awfully bitter days
'Cuz the only parents god gave me, were slaves,)
(And it me, I got the destiny of a casualty,)
(But I live through my babies and I my reality)
(Maybe one day ride back to georgia on a train,)
(Folks 'round there me peaches, I guess that's my name.)