Luyện nghe bài hát Q.U.E.E.N. (Prince Remix)

Girl, is craziness
Let me you

I believe all of the things they say about me
Walk in the room they throwing shade left to
be like, "Ooh, she serving face"
And I just tell 'em cut me up and get
They call us dirty 'cause we break all your rules
And we just came to act a fool, is that
(Girl, alright)
be like, "Ooh, let them eat cake."
But we eat wings and throw bones on the ground

Am I a freak for dancing
Am I a freak for getting
I'm up, don't cut me down
I wanna be, wanna be

Is it peculiar that she twerk in the
And am I weird to dance alone at night?
And is it true we're all
And I just 'em, "No we ain't" and get down

I heard this is just a play with no rehearsal
I wonder will this be my final act
And tell me what's the price of
Am I a sinner my skirt on the ground?

Am I a freak for dancing
Am I a freak for getting
I'm coming up, don't cut me
Yeah I be, wanna be

Hey can you save my soul from the devil?
Say is it weird to like the way she her tights?
And is it rude to my shades?
Am I a freak because I watching Mary? (Maybe)

Hey am I good enough for your heaven?
Say your God accept me in my black and white?
Will he the way I'm made?
Or should I reprogram the programming and get

Am I a for dancing around?
Am I a freak for down?
I'm coming up, don't cut me
Yeah I wanna be, be

Even if it makes others
I wanna who I am
Even if it other uncomfortable
I love who I am

Shake the break of dawn
Don't a thing, so duh
I can't take it no
Baby, we in groove
Monae and E.
Crazy in the black and
We got the drums so
Baby, here comes the song
Too strong we on
there's melody
Show you way
This joints for unknown
Come home and sing your
But you gotta
Because the booty lie

No, no, the don't lie
Oh no, the don't lie

Yeah, let's it
I don't think understand what I'm trying to say

I asked a like this
"Are we a lost generation of our
Add us to equations but they'll never us equal.
She who writes the owns the script and the sequel.
So why ain't the stealing of my rights made
They us underground working hard for the greedy,
But when it's pay they turn around and call us needy.
My too heavy like the Queen Nefertiti
Gimme my pyramid, I'm trying to free Kansas City.

Mixing masterminds like your name Grundman.
Well I'm gonna keep like a young Harriet Tubman
You can take my but I'm still goin' fly
And when you edit me the booty don't lie
Yeah, keep and I'mma keep writing songs
I'm tired of asking me, "What's Going On?
March to the streets 'cause I'm and I'm able
me, I defy every label
And while you're selling dope, we're gonna keep selling
We rising up now, you gotta you gotta cope
Will you be sheep?
Electric ladies, will you
Or you preach?"