Kendrick Lamar, Rapsody - Complexion (A Zulu Love) lyrics
Kendrick Lamarс [Duckworth] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kendrick Lamar, Rapsody - Complexion A Zulu Love lyrics]
I'm with this
Complexion (Two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing
(It's a Zulu love)
Ooh, complexion (Two-step)
It all feels the same (It's a Zulu love)
Uh, dark as the midnight hour or
Bright as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck about your complexion
I know what the Germans done sneak (Dissin')
Sneak me through the back window
I’m a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta
Cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance
You know I'm ten toes down
Even if master listenin', cover your ears
He 'bout to mention
Complexion (Two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing
(It's a Zulu love)
Ooh, complexion (Two-step)
It all feels the same (It's a Zulu love)
Uh, dark as the midnight hour
Or bright as the mornin' sun brown skinned
But your blue eyes tell me
Your mama can't run sneak (Dissin')
Sneak me through the back window
I’m a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta
Cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance
You know I'm ten toes down
Even if master's listenin'
I got the world's attention
So I'ma say somethin' that's vital
And critical for survival
Of mankind, a feline color should never rival
Beauty is what you make it
I used to be so mistaken
By different shades of faces
Then Whit' told me, "A woman is woman
Love the creation" it all came from God
Then you was my confirmation
I came to where you reside
And looked around to see more
Sights for sore eyes
Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse
A million times with
Complexion (Two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing
(It's a Zulu love)
Ooh, complexion (Two-step)
It all feels the same (It's a Zulu love)
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
(Where the homegirl Rapsody at?
I need you to speak your mind real quick
Loved one)
Let me talk my Stu Scott
‘scuse me on my 2Pac
Keep your head up when the juice stop
Loving thy
Color of your skin? Color of your eyes
That’s the real blues, baby, like
You met Jay’s baby, uh
You blew me away, you think
More beauty in blue, green and grey
All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave
12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark
I love myself, I no longer need Cupid
Enforcin' my dark side like
A young George Lucas
Light don’t mean you smart
Bein' dark don’t make you stupid
And frame of mind for them bustas
Ain’t talkin' "Woo hah!"
Need a paradox for the pair
Of doc's they tutored
Like two Todd's, L-L, you lose two times
If you don’t see you
Beautiful in your complexion
It ain’t complex to put it in context
Find the air beneath the kite
That’s the context
Yeah, baby, I’m conscious, ain’t no contest
If you like it, I love it
All your earth tones been blessed
Ain’t no stress, jiggaboos wanna be
I ain’t talkin' Jay, I ain’t talkin' Bey
I’m talkin' days we got
School watchin' movie screens
And spike your self-esteem
The new James Bond gon' be black as me
Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea
And it’s all beautiful to me
Call your brothers magnificent
Call all the sisters queens
We all on the same team, blues and pirus
Know colors ain’t a thing
Barefoot babies with no care
Teenage gun toters that don’t play fair
Should I get out the car?
I don’t see Compton
I see something much worse
The land of the landmines
The hell that’s on earth
Complexion (Two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing
(It's a Zulu love)
Ooh, complexion (Two-step)
It all feels the same (It's a Zulu love)
Uh, dark as the midnight hour or
Bright as the mornin' sun
Give a fuck about your complexion
I know what the Germans done sneak (Dissin')
Sneak me through the back window
I’m a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta
Cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance
You know I'm ten toes down
Even if master listenin', cover your ears
He 'bout to mention
Complexion (Two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing
(It's a Zulu love)
Ooh, complexion (Two-step)
It all feels the same (It's a Zulu love)
Uh, dark as the midnight hour
Or bright as the mornin' sun brown skinned
But your blue eyes tell me
Your mama can't run sneak (Dissin')
Sneak me through the back window
I’m a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta
Cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go the distance
You know I'm ten toes down
Even if master's listenin'
I got the world's attention
So I'ma say somethin' that's vital
And critical for survival
Of mankind, a feline color should never rival
Beauty is what you make it
I used to be so mistaken
By different shades of faces
Then Whit' told me, "A woman is woman
Love the creation" it all came from God
Then you was my confirmation
I came to where you reside
And looked around to see more
Sights for sore eyes
Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse
A million times with
Complexion (Two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing
(It's a Zulu love)
Ooh, complexion (Two-step)
It all feels the same (It's a Zulu love)
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
You like it, I love it
(Where the homegirl Rapsody at?
I need you to speak your mind real quick
Loved one)
Let me talk my Stu Scott
‘scuse me on my 2Pac
Keep your head up when the juice stop
Loving thy
Color of your skin? Color of your eyes
That’s the real blues, baby, like
You met Jay’s baby, uh
You blew me away, you think
More beauty in blue, green and grey
All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave
12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark
I love myself, I no longer need Cupid
Enforcin' my dark side like
A young George Lucas
Light don’t mean you smart
Bein' dark don’t make you stupid
And frame of mind for them bustas
Ain’t talkin' "Woo hah!"
Need a paradox for the pair
Of doc's they tutored
Like two Todd's, L-L, you lose two times
If you don’t see you
Beautiful in your complexion
It ain’t complex to put it in context
Find the air beneath the kite
That’s the context
Yeah, baby, I’m conscious, ain’t no contest
If you like it, I love it
All your earth tones been blessed
Ain’t no stress, jiggaboos wanna be
I ain’t talkin' Jay, I ain’t talkin' Bey
I’m talkin' days we got
School watchin' movie screens
And spike your self-esteem
The new James Bond gon' be black as me
Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea
And it’s all beautiful to me
Call your brothers magnificent
Call all the sisters queens
We all on the same team, blues and pirus
Know colors ain’t a thing
Barefoot babies with no care
Teenage gun toters that don’t play fair
Should I get out the car?
I don’t see Compton
I see something much worse
The land of the landmines
The hell that’s on earth