Luyện nghe bài hát My Clothes, My Hair

So many people are inside
Don't even know him even though they might heard of God
Can He love me? Will He my prayer?
Or, think I'm when He see's my clothes or sees my hair

I of a Savior heard He bled and died
We could Him our sins and we could get his life
Yet I for me if He will He even care
When He sees my clothes or he sees my hair

[Verse
Let me get up in this right now
I'm thinking back to when we first got
I groped but when you searched I found
quick though you knew how I acted
That's what's sick, I was a pick that you
A with a split couldn't be more backwards
In fact classic
I love to see your
But I think back to when I'd back on the real B
It's real deep; I really thought you never feel me
Cause my shirts were double X when really I was a
Double shirts for the when really it wasn't called for
Pants baggie- they and dragged on the floor
But I was never boy to show the back of his draws
But I did hang, kicked slang, me and my did
doo-rags till it put a crease in our foreheads
And on the surface others we were worthless
But I'm glad you purposed to love us and you us your purchase

[Verse
I was convinced of your power so I was down to with Your standard
Your God the Father- I was your product
But I my focus it wasn't on You; my hope was you would
Meet me heaven but as for earth I'd roll the hood
I really didn't want your heaven- just didn't want more
I really didn't want your presence- just want hell more
I didn't know you beautiful
You made advances but in fact I'd push you like a cuticle
I was a bad
But, now I know what it was you got lumped in with some people a crab cake
They elevate their own; they
They make their own what's
They say what you like
Everything else- they it wrong
I'm glad you don't hate our music or
these things and how you intend us to use 'em are clashin'
Cause for us, this is a part of the culture
But it's the reason why some think they shouldn't try to ya

Man the outside
But God the inside
No matter outside
faith He'll come inside (2x)

[Verse
I could
So many never heard of the name
they heard the word "Jesus" but never heard of His fame
They cut off from Him
Not just of their sin
But because of their clothes, hair, or their of skin
And they've been drowning in sin, we're in a boat
Yet never been approached
we see them as different folks
God's universal- yeah
He wants you in His circle-
He you in the doo-rag
And He you in the purple hair
You can take a cursory
at the word and see
God made the of diversity
Is there one godly group
In the church we all wear one polyester suit
Or maybe sandals and robes, no ham I suppose
When we meet maybe we should eat salmon and loaves
Should we only like the organ or the
I'm inquirin', I admire men up in the choir and
But one minute, why do some people assume God's iPod
Got no that got the "boom-bap"
He's with White, with Black, Lat
With with Rock, Country, Jazz, with Rap