Luyện nghe bài hát For Women

Yea, so we got this called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina
She it was inspired by, you know
south, in the south, they used to call her mother antie
She no mrs.
Just
She said if ever called her antie
She'd burn the goddamn place down
I'm over past
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 up the stairs before I get to steppin'
We got in a she said she a 107
Just her was a blessing and her essence was a lesson
She had her head
And long dreads that 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 sent to me
She lived nigga 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 done sseen the of life yo
Her skin was like it was packed with melanin
Back in the days of she packin' like harriet tubman
Her arms are long and she moves like
Feet corns, hand with callouses
But her heart is warm and her is wooly
And it attract a lot of energy negative
She gotta dead the head wrap is her remedy
Her back is strong and she far a vagabond
This is the back of the masters' whip to crack upon
Strong to take all the pain, that's been
Inflicted and again and again and again and flipped
It to the love for her nothing else matters
do they 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 an unusual pain
she only deals with losers who be usin' them games
Chasin' the real brothers away she confused in the brain
She to get it where she fit in
On american dream mission paid tuition
For the receipt to find out her history was missing and started
Seeing the through very different eyes
People askin' her what she'll do when it time to chose sides
Yo, her skin is yellow, it's like her face is blond word is
And her hair is long and just like sleeping beauty
See, she truly feels she belong in 2 worlds
And she can't relate to other girls
Her father was rich and white still with his wife
But he forced himself on her mother late one
They call it rape 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
They called her safronia the seed
Blood still blue in her vein and still red when she
(Don't, don't, don't me again)

Teenage lovers sit on the up in harlem
Holdin' hands under the apollo marquis dreamin of
Since they was born the streets is watchin' and
And now it got generations facin' deseases
That don't kill you just got problems
And complications get you first
Yo, it's getting worse, children hide the fact that they pregnant
Cuz they of giving birth
How will I feed baby?
How I survive, how will this baby shine?
dead from crack in '85, mommy dead from aids in '89
At 14 the hit the same streets they became her master
The of the enslaved, they grow a little faster
They bodies become
While keepin' the thoughts of a child her arrival
womanhood was heemed up by her survival
Now she 25, grown out her own
Doin' whatever it strippin', workin' out on the block
Up on the phone, talkin'
(My skin is tan the front of your hand)
(And my hair)
(well my hair's alright whatever way I to fix it,
It's alright fine)
(But my hips, sweet hips of mine invite you daddy)
(And when I fix my lips my is like wine)
(Take a sip don't be shy, tonight I be your lady)
(I ain't too good for your mercedes, but you got to pay me)
(You better quit with all the question, sugar who's little am i)
(Why I'm yours if you got money to buy)
(You better stop with the compliments we out of time,)
(You wanna talk we could do that it's your dime)
(From harlem's from I came, don't worry about my name,)
(Up on one-two-five 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 from god and when life get hard she always speak to him
rather kill 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 that god bless
She swears the baby she'll have will breathe a free breath
And get milk from a free
And love alive
Otherwise they'll have to give up themselves to survive
maids, cleaning ladies maybe teachers
Or graduates, nurses, housewives, prostitutes, and drug addicts
Some will to be old women, some will die before they born
They'll be mothers, and lovers who and make songs
(But me, my skin is and my manner is tough,)
(Like the I give 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 with barefeet, I ain't got but my soul,)
(Freedom is the ultimate
Life and death is on the whole, in many ways)
(I'm awfully bitter these
'Cuz the only parents god me, they were slaves,)
(And it me, I got the destiny of a casualty,)
(But I live my babies and I change my reality)
(Maybe one day I'll back to georgia on a train,)
(Folks 'round there me peaches, I guess that's my name.)