Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Not My Hair

See, I can kinda recall a ways back
Small, tryin' to ball, always black
And my hair, I tried it all I went flat
Had a lumpy curly top and all crap, now
Just tryin' to be
Nappy headed brothers never had no
And I hit the barber real quick
Had 'em give me twist and it drove 'em crazy (crazy)
Then I get no job
'Cause corporate wouldn't hire no
I thought about my dogs from the block
Kinda understand why they chose to and rob
Was it the hair got me this far
All these girls these cribs cars?
I to say it but it seem so flawed
'Cause didn't come till I cut it all off

Little girl with the press and
Age eight, I got a curl
Thirteen, and I got a
I was a source of so much
At fifteen it all broke off
Eighteen and went all
February,
I went on and did I had to do
it was time to change my life
To the woman that I am inside
Ninety-seven all gone
I looked in the mirror for the time and saw that

Hey (hey)
I am not my
I am not skin
I am not expectations, no (hey)
I am not my
I am not this
I am the soul lives within

Good hair means and waves (no)
Bad hair means you look like a (no)
At the turn of the
time for us to redefine who we be
You can shave it off like a South African
Or get in on like Bob Marley
You can rock it straight like Oprah
If it's not what's on your head, it's underneath, and say

Hey (hey)
I am not my
I am not this
I am not expectations, no (hey)
I am not my
I am not skin
I am the soul that within

Who if you don't like that?
With nothin' to lose, postin' the wave cap
And the wanna harass 'cause I got waves
Ain't see like that in all my days
Man, you gotta all these feelings
Steady judging one by their appearance
Yes, India, I feel ya,
Now go ahead, to the rest of the world 'cause

(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair me a better person?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
the way I wear my hair make me a better friend? Oh
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my determine my integrity?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I am expressing my
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)

cancer and chemotherapy
Took away her crownin'
She promised God if she was to
She would enjoy day of her life, oh
On television
Her diamond eyes are
Bald-headed like a full shining
Singing out to the whole world like, hey

Hey (hey)
I am not my
I am not skin
I am not expectations, no (hey)
I am not my
I am not this
I am the soul that within

Hey (hey)
I am not my
I am not this
I am not expectations, no (hey)
I am not my
I am not skin
I am the soul that within