Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

War is necessary to my in
From to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' 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
when all else fail, God support you
I done it, got God sun on my
My an' my lungs was affected from an' gettin'

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

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

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,