Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

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

Homicide an' Feds on the 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 play Balcony seats
Watchin' swing razors in the front row, then out in the
The car show, 560's, afros
Acuras Super Lover Cee an' Casanova

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

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

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

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

There's still a lot of crawlin' in the carpet
War in the ghetto, we crabs in a barrel, torture us
won't be servin' the beast too long
The murderers police uniforms, confederate flags I burn

Beat breakers were dancin' to the music I chose
An' Peachtree heads was tootin' they nose
In frozen corners of Chicago, loaded up children
With an'

We incarnates, headed for jail
Where gas company in South Africa be havin' us killed
Your paper money was the of Christ
An' all these shorties up, just resurrect your life
It's like a

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

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

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

War is to my in chains
From Greene to Sing-Sing, I'm y'all to know one thing
The thing is to forgive, but God does
Even if you murdered or robbed, yeah, wrong, but God loves

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

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

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

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