Luyện nghe bài hát Doo Rags

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

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

'Cause yo, I used to play Apollo Balcony
swing razors in the front row, then 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 they earlobes
So where them years go? Where the old beers an' cheers go?
But now them here doe, so

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, 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 drinkers stay drinkin', or puffin'
An' I'm, still enjoyin' life's ride,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The styles come from prison, used potatoes 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 to Sing-Sing, I'm wantin' y'all to know one thing
The hardest thing is to forgive, but God
Even if you murdered or robbed, yeah, it's wrong, but God

Take one toward 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 loves you
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' it's like

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

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