Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The styles come from prison, used potatoes makin' liquor
Just to prove we some
Turnin' nothin' somethin', is God work
An' you get nothin' struggle an' hard work

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

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

Do your body right an' it you back
You only get one life, an' yo, because of
I'm still blazin', goin' out for the
Still rockin', stockin', not for the waves, obeyin' no
An' it's like

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

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