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

Girl, is craziness
Let me you

I can't believe all of the they say about me
Walk in the room they shade left to right
be like, "Ooh, she serving face"
And I just 'em cut me up and get down
They us dirty 'cause we break all your rules down
And we just came to act a fool, is alright?
(Girl, alright)
They be like, "Ooh, let eat cake."
But we eat and throw them bones on the ground

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

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

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

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

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

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

Am I a freak for around?
Am I a freak for getting
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 makes uncomfortable
I will who I am

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

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

Yeah, flip it
I don't they understand what I'm trying to say

I asked a question like
"Are we a generation of our people?
Add us to equations but they'll make us equal.
She who writes the movie owns the and the sequel.
So why the stealing of my rights made illegal?
They us underground working hard for the greedy,
But when it's time pay turn around and call us needy.
My crown too heavy like the Nefertiti
Gimme back my pyramid, I'm trying to Kansas City.

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