Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion

(two-step)
Complexion mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)
(two-step)
It all the same (it's a Zulu love)

Dark as the hour or bright as the mornin' sun
Give a about your complexion, I know what the Germans done
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a field nigga
I a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes
Even if master listenin', cover your ears, he to mention

(two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a love)
(two-step)
It all feels the (it's a Zulu love)

Dark as the midnight hour, I'm as the mornin' Sun
Brown skinned, but your eyes tell me your mama can't run
(dissin')
Sneak me the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down
Even if master's listenin', I got the world's
So I'mma say somethin' that's vital and critical for
Of mankind, if he lyin', color never rival
Beauty is you make it, I used to be so mistaken
By different of faces
Then wit me, "You're womanless, women love the creation"
It all from God then you was my confirmation
I to where you reside
And around to see more sights for sore eyes
Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a times with

(two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a love)
(two-step)
It all the same (it's a Zulu love)

You it, I love it
You it, I love it
You it, I love it
You like it, I it
You like it, I it
You like it, I it
You like it, I it

Let me my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2pac
Keep your head up, did you stop? Love and die
Color of your skin, color of eyes
That's the real blues, baby, you met Jay's baby
You blew me away, you think more beauty in green and grey
All my up north, 12 years a slave
12 years of age, my shade too dark
I myself, I no longer need Cupid
And forcin' my side like a young George Lucas
Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't you stupid
And frame of mind for bustas, ain't talkin' "Woohah!"
Need a paradox for the of dots they tutored
Like two ties, L-L, you two times
If you see you beautiful in your complexion
It ain't to put it in context
Find the air beneath the kite, that's the
Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, no contest
If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones blessed
Ain't no stress, jigga wanna be
I ain't talkin' Jay, I ain't Bey
I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' screens
And spike esteem
The new James gon' be black as me
Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, tea
And it's all to me
Call your magnificent, call all the sisters queens
We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a

Barefoot with no cares
gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car?
I see Compton, I see something much worse
The land of the landmines, the hell on earth