Artist: Kendrick Lamar f/ Rapsody, Pete Rock Album: To Pimp a Butterfly Song: Compelxion (A Zulu Love) Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Intro] I'm with this... [Chorus] (Pete Rock) Complexion (two-step) Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love) Ooooooooh complexion (two-step) It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love) [Kendrick Lamar] 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 witcha You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down Even if massa listenin, cover your ears, he 'bout to mention [Chorus] [Kendrick Lamar] Uh.... Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the morning sun Brown-skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your momma 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 witcha You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down Even if massa 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, "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... [Chorus] [Interlude] You like it, I love it {8X} (Woo-WOO-WOO-WOO-WOO) (Where the homegirl Rapsody at? I need you to speak yo' mind real quick, loved one!) [Rapsody] Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac +Keep Your Head Up+, when did you stop... loving thy... color of your skin, color of your eyes? That's the real +Blue's+, 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 Cu-pid Enforcin my dark side like a young George Lu-cas Light don't mean you smart, bein dark don't make you stu-pid And frame of mind for them +Bustas+, ain't talkin +WOO-HAH~!+ Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored Like two ties, L-L, you lose two times If you don't see you're beautiful in your complexion It ain't complex to put it in context Find the air beneath the kite, uh 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, mm-mmm, I ain't talkin B I'm talkin +Daze+ 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, 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}