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 home
That was a uncanny era, in my
Yeah, X Clan hair, with at the top of my fade

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

'Cause yo, I to play 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 be, bustin' out of they clothes
Wearin' lip gloss, big door knockers pealin' they
So where years go? Where the old gold beers an' cheers go?
But now them here doe, so

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

The doo rags are back, hats, snorkels an' furs
Island bustin', still packed, what's the word?
The drinkers 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
in arms of veterans instead 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 too long
The murderers wearin' police uniforms, confederate flags I

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

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

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

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

The styles come from prison, used potatoes makin' liquor
Just to we some creative
Turnin' nothin' into somethin', is God
An' you get nothin' 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 is to forgive, but God does
Even if you murdered or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God

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

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, no laws
An' like that

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, enjoyin' life's ride, one mo' time

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