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

Girl, is craziness
Let me you

I can't believe all of the things they say 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 all your rules down
And we just came to act a fool, is that
(Girl, alright)
be like, "Ooh, let them eat cake."
But we eat and throw them bones on the ground

Am I a freak for dancing
Am I a freak for down?
I'm coming up, cut me down
I wanna be, wanna be

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

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

Am I a freak for around?
Am I a freak for down?
I'm coming up, cut me down
Yeah I wanna be, be

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

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

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

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

'til the break of dawn
Don't a thing, so duh
I can't it no more
Baby, we in groove
Monae and E.
Crazy in the black and
We got the drums so
Baby, comes the freedom song
Too we moving on
Baby melody
you another way
This joints for unknown
Come home and sing song
But you gotta
Because the booty lie

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

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

I asked a question this
"Are we a lost of our people?
Add us to equations but never make us equal.
She who writes the owns the script and the sequel.
So why ain't the stealing of my made illegal?
keep us underground working hard for the greedy,
But it's time pay they turn around and call us needy.
My crown too like the Queen Nefertiti
Gimme back my pyramid, I'm trying to free City.

Mixing masterminds your name Bernie Grundman.
Well I'm gonna keep leading a young Harriet Tubman
You can my wings but I'm still goin' fly
And even when you edit me the booty lie
Yeah, keep singing and I'mma writing songs
I'm tired of Marvin asking me, "What's On?
March to the streets I'm willing and I'm able
Categorize me, I every label
And while you're selling dope, we're gonna keep selling
We rising up now, you gotta deal you gotta
Will you be sheep?
Electric ladies, you sleep?
Or you preach?"