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Kendrick Lamar

Genres: Hip-Hop

Complexion (a Zulu Love) Lyrics - Kendrick Lamar

Complexion (two-step) 

Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) 

Complexion (two-step) 

It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love) 

 

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 

 

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Dark as the midnight hour, I'm 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'mma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival 

Of mankind, if he lyin', color should never rival 

Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken 

By different shades of faces 

Then wit told me, "You're womanless, 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... 

 

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You like it, I love it 

You like it, I love it 

 

Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2pac 

Keep your head up, when did you stop? Love and die 

Color of your skin, color of your eyes 

That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby 

You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue green and grey 

All my Solomon up north, 12 years a slave 

12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark 

I love myself, I no longer need Cupid 

And forcin' 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' "Woohah!" 

Need a paradox for the pair of dots they tutored 

Like two ties, 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, jigga boos wanna be 

I ain't talkin' Jay, I ain't talkin' Bey 

I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens 

And spike yourself 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, no colors ain't a thing 

 

Barefoot babies with no cares 

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 

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