Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Not My Hair

See, I can kinda recall a lil' ways
Small, to ball, always been black
And my hair, I it all I even went flat
Had a lumpy curly top and all crap, now
tryin' to be appreciated
Nappy headed brothers had no ladies
And I hit the barber shop quick
Had 'em give me lil' and it drove 'em crazy (crazy)
Then I get no job
'Cause corporate wouldn't hire no
Then I thought my dogs from the block
Kinda understand why they to steal and rob
Was it the hair got me this far
All these girls these cribs these
I to say it but it seem so flawed
'Cause didn't come till I cut it all off

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

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 lives

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

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

Who cares if you don't like
With nothin' to lose, postin' with the cap
And the cops harass 'cause I got waves
see nothin' like that in all my days
Man, you gotta change all feelings
Steady one another by their appearance
Yes, India, I feel ya,
Now go ahead, talk to the of the world 'cause

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

Breast and chemotherapy
Took away her glory
She promised God if she was to
She would every day of her life, oh
On television
Her diamond are sparkling
Bald-headed a full moon shining
Singing out to the whole world like, hey

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

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 lives