Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Not My Hair

See, I can kinda recall a lil' back
Small, tryin' to ball, 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 never had no
And I hit the barber real quick
Had 'em me lil' twist and it drove 'em crazy (crazy)
Then I get no job
corporate wouldn't hire no dreadlocks
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 hate to say it but it so flawed
success 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 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 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 this
I am not expectations, no (hey)
I am not my
I am not skin
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
It's 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 it straight like Oprah Winfrey
If it's not what's on 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 if you don't like that?
nothin' to lose, postin' with the wave cap
And the cops wanna harass 'cause I got
Ain't see nothin' like in all my days
Man, you gotta change all feelings
Steady 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 wear my hair make me a better
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I my hair make me a better friend? Oh
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does the way I wear my hair determine my
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I am expressing my
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)

Breast cancer and
Took away her glory
She God if she was to survive
She enjoy every day of her life, oh
On national
Her diamond eyes are
Bald-headed like a full shining
Singing out to the wide 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 that 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 skin
I am the that lives within