Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Not My Hair

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

girl with the press and curl
Age eight, I got a Jheri
Thirteen, and I got a
I was a source of so laughter
At when it all broke off
and went all natural
February,
I went on and did I had to do
Because it was time to my life
To become the woman I am inside
dreadlocks all gone
I looked in the for the first 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 skin
I am the soul that lives

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

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

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

Breast and chemotherapy
Took away her crownin'
She promised God if she was to
She enjoy every day of her life, oh
On television
Her eyes are sparkling
like a full moon 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 this
I am not expectations, no (hey)
I am not my
I am not skin
I am the soul that lives