Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

Pushin' drop-tops, Stacy tapes, the 80's had us all apes Youngest gorillas up to bat at home plate
That was a era, in my pants
Yeah, X Clan hair, with dreads at the top of my

Homicide an' on the blocks where I played, b-ball
That's I wondered was I here for the cause, or be-cause
Ray Charles could see the ghetto
Was to stay strong an' I could beat the devil

'Cause yo, I used to Apollo Balcony seats
Watchin' swing razors in the front row, out in the streets
The car show, 560's, afros
Acuras pumpin' Super Lover Cee an'

Live chicks be, bustin' out of clothes
Wearin' lip gloss, big door knockers pealin' earlobes
So where them years go? the old gold beers an' cheers go?
But now them here doe, so

The doo rags are back, fitted hats, an' furs
Island bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The drinkers stay drinkin', or they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride, one mo'

The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, right

Political in shark suits persuade us to pull
In boots, yellin, "Join the armed forces"
We the Vietnam War, intoxicated poisons
in arms of veterans instead of bigger fortunes

There's a lot of crawlin' in the carpet offices
War in the ghetto, we in a barrel, they torture us
They be servin' the beast too long
The murderers wearin' police uniforms, confederate flags I

Beat street breakers were dancin' to the music I
An' Atlantic heads was tootin' they nose
In frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up Llama's
With an'

We devil incarnates, headed for
Where gas company in South Africa be havin' us killed
Your money was the death of Christ
An' all these shorties comin' up, just resurrect your
like a cycle

The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word?
The drinkers stay drinkin', or they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, one mo' time

The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an'
Riker's bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The stay drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, right

to wear rags on they hair when it was fried up
That's when we were lied to, buyin' products
before my generation, when our blackness started disintegratin'
'Til awareness started

The styles come from prison, used potatoes makin' liquor
Just to prove we some
Turnin' into somethin', is God work
An' you get without struggle an' hard work

War is necessary to my in
Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' y'all to know one thing
The hardest thing is to forgive, but God
Even if you or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God loves

Take one toward him, he takes two towards you
Even when all fail, God support you
I done it, got God sun on my
My heart an' my was affected from an' gettin'

Do your body an' it loves you back
You only get one life, an' yo, of that
I'm still blazin', out for the cause
rockin', stockin', not for the waves, obeyin' no laws
An' it's that

The doo rags are back, fitted hats, snorkels an'
Island bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The drinkers drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, enjoyin' life's ride, one mo' time

The doo are back, fitted hats, snorkels an' furs
Riker's Island bustin', packed, what's the word?
The stay drinkin', or puffin' they
An' I'm, still enjoyin' ride, right