Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Not My Hair

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

Little with the press and curl
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
Because it was to change my life
To become the that I am inside
Ninety-seven all gone
I looked in the mirror for the first time and saw

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 means curls and waves (no)
Bad hair means you look like a (no)
At the turn of the
It's time for us to who we be
You can shave it off like a African beauty
Or get in on like Bob Marley
You can it straight 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 this
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
nothin' to lose, postin' with the wave cap
And the cops wanna harass I got waves
Ain't see like that in all my days
Man, you gotta change all these
Steady judging one another by appearance
Yes, India, I ya, girl
Now go ahead, talk to the rest of the 'cause

(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair make me a better
(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 my creativity
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)

cancer and chemotherapy
Took away her crownin'
She promised God if she was to
She would every day of her life, oh
On national
Her diamond eyes are
Bald-headed like a full shining
Singing out to the whole wide 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 this
I am the soul that within