Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Not My Hair

See, I can kinda recall a lil' ways
Small, tryin' to ball, been black
And my hair, I tried it all I went flat
Had a lumpy curly top and all crap, now
Just tryin' to be
headed brothers never had no ladies
And I hit the barber shop quick
Had 'em me lil' twist and it drove 'em crazy (crazy)
I couldn't get no job
'Cause corporate wouldn't hire no
Then I 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 hate to say it but it seem so
'Cause didn't come till I cut it all off

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

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

hair means curls and waves (no)
Bad hair means you look like a (no)
At the of the century
time for us to redefine who we be
You can shave it off like a South beauty
Or get in on like Bob Marley
You can rock it like Oprah Winfrey
If not what's 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 this
I am the soul that within

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

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

Breast and chemotherapy
away her crownin' glory
She God if she was to survive
She would enjoy day of her life, oh
On television
Her eyes are sparkling
Bald-headed like a 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 lives

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 soul that within