Luyện nghe bài hát Complexion

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

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

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

Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the Sun
Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me mama can't run
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a field nigga
I made a flower for you cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes
if master's listenin', I got the world's attention
So I'mma say that's vital and critical for survival
Of mankind, if he lyin', color should rival
Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so
By different shades of
Then wit told me, "You're womanless, love the creation"
It all came from God you was my confirmation
I came to you reside
And around to see more sights for sore eyes
Let the Willie Lynch reverse a million 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 like it, I 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
You like it, I it

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

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