Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Not My Hair

See, I can kinda recall a lil' back
Small, tryin' to ball, always been
And my hair, I tried it all I went flat
Had a lumpy top and all that crap, now
Just to be appreciated
Nappy headed never had no ladies
And I hit the barber real quick
Had 'em me lil' twist and it drove 'em crazy (crazy)
I couldn't get no job
'Cause corporate wouldn't no dreadlocks
Then I thought about my from the block
Kinda understand why they to steal and rob
Was it the hair that got me far
All these these cribs these cars?
I hate to say it but it seem so
'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 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 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 that lives

Good hair curls and waves (no)
Bad means you look like a slave (no)
At the of the century
It's time for us to who we be
You can shave it off like a African beauty
Or get in on lock Bob Marley
You can it straight like Oprah Winfrey
If it's not what's on your head, it'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 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 change all these feelings
Steady one another by their appearance
Yes, India, I feel ya,
Now go ahead, talk to the rest of the 'cause

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

Breast 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 are sparkling
Bald-headed like a moon shining
Singing out to the whole wide 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 lives 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 that lives within