Luyện nghe bài hát For Women

Yea, so we got this tune called "for women"
Originally, it was by nina
She said it was by, you know
Down south, in the south, they used to call her mother
She no mrs.
Just
She if anybody ever called her antie
She'd burn the whole goddamn place
I'm over that
into 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 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 wrapped
And long dreads peeked out the back
Like to help her get a sense of where she was at, imagine that
Livin' a century, the of her memories
Felt like an angel had been to me
She from nigga to colored to negro to black
To then african-american and right back to nigga
You she'd be bitter in the twilight
But she alright, cuz she done sseen the 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 and she moves like song
with corns, hand with callouses
But her heart is warm and her is wooly
And it attract a lot of even negative
She dead that the head wrap is her remedy
Her back is strong and she far a vagabond
This is the back of the masters' whip used to upon
enough to take all the pain, that's been
Inflicted again and and again and again and flipped
It to the love for her children nothing matters
What do they call her? they call her aunt

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

lovers sit on the stoops up in harlem
Holdin' hands under the marquis dreamin 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 that get you first
Yo, it's getting worse, when children hide the fact that they
Cuz they of giving birth
How will I feed baby?
How will I survive, how this baby shine?
Daddy from crack in '85, mommy dead from aids in '89
At 14 the baby hit the same they became her master
The children of the enslaved, they grow a faster
They bodies become
While they keepin' the thoughts of a her arrival
Into was heemed up by her survival
Now she 25, barely out her own
Doin' whatever it takes strippin', out on the block
Up on the phone, about
(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 it's fine)
(But my hips, sweet hips of mine invite you daddy)
(And when I fix my my mouth is like wine)
(Take a sip be shy, tonight I wanna be your 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 if you got enough money to buy)
(You better stop the compliments we running out of time,)
(You wanna talk whatever we could do that your dime)
(From harlem's where I came, don't worry about my name,)
(Up on one-two-five call me sweet thang)

A daughter come up in georgia, and ready to plant seeds
Left the plantation when she saw a even thought she can't read
It came from god and life get hard she always speak to him
She'd rather kill her babies than let the 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 death for those god bless
She swears the next baby she'll have will a free breath
And get milk a free breast
And beeing alive
they'll have to give up being themselves to survive
Being maids, cleaning ladies teachers
Or graduates, nurses, housewives, prostitutes, and drug addicts
Some grow to be old women, some will die before they born
They'll be mothers, and lovers who inspire and make
(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 that mess with me, I never bluff)
(I ain't got time to lie, my has been much too rough,)
(Still running with barefeet, I got nothin' but my soul,)
(Freedom is the goal
Life and death is small on the whole, in ways)
(I'm awfully bitter these
the only parents 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 ride back to on a train,)
(Folks 'round there call me peaches, I guess my name.)