[{"id":6487911,"name":"Complexion (A Zulu Love) (feat. Rapsody)","trackName":"Complexion (A Zulu Love) (feat. 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window, I'm a good field nigga\nI made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\nYou know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\nEven if massa listenin', I got the world's attention\nSo I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of mankind\nIf he lyin', color should never rival\n\nBeauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken\nBy different shades of faces\nThen wit told me, \"A woman is woman, love the creation\"\nIt all came from God then you was my confirmation\nI came to where you reside\nAnd looked around to see more sights for sore eyes\nLet the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with\n\nComplexion (woo, two-step)\nComplexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\nOoh, complexion (two-step)\nIt all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\n\n(Where the homegirl Rapsody at?)\n(I need you to speak your mind real quick loved one!)\n\nLet me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac\nKeep your head up, when did you stop\nLoving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes\nThat's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh\nYou blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\nAll my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n\nI love myself, I no longer need Cupid\nEnforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\nLight don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\nAnd frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\nNeed a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\nLike two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n\nIf you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\nIt ain't complex to put it in context\nFind the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\nYeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\nIf you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\nAin't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\nI ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey\n\nI'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens\nAnd spike your self esteem the new James Bond gon' be black as me\nBlack as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea\nAnd it's all beautiful to me\nCall your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens\nWe all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing\n\nBarefoot babies with no care\nTeenage gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car?\nI don't see Compton, I see something much worse\nThe land of the landmines, the hell that's on earth","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.85] I'm with this\n[00:02.66] Complexion (two-step)\n[00:06.25] Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n[00:12.36] Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n[00:17.59] It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n[00:26.53] Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun\n[00:29.12] Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done\n[00:32.73] Sneak (dissin')\n[00:34.28] Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n[00:36.84] I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n[00:39.50] You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n[00:42.12] Even if massa listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention\n[00:45.23] Complexion (two-step)\n[00:49.19] Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n[00:54.98] Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n[01:00.45] It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n[01:08.99] Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' sun\n[01:11.34] Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run\n[01:15.47] Sneak (dissin')\n[01:17.37] Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n[01:19.45] I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n[01:22.13] You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n[01:25.26] Even if massa listenin', I got the world's attention\n[01:27.34] So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of mankind\n[01:31.20] If he lyin', color should never rival\n[01:33.26] Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken\n[01:35.68] By different shades of faces\n[01:36.92] Then wit told me, \"A woman is woman, love the creation\"\n[01:39.88] It all came from God then you was my confirmation\n[01:42.16] I came to where you reside\n[01:43.41] And looked around to see more sights for sore eyes\n[01:46.34] Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with\n[01:48.91] Complexion (woo, two-step)\n[01:53.07] Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n[01:59.39] Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n[02:04.30] It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n[02:10.59] You like it, I love it\n[02:12.92] You like it, I love it\n[02:15.53] You like it, I love it\n[02:18.29] You like it, I love it\n[02:20.85] You like it, I love it\n[02:23.44] You like it, I love it\n[02:25.91] You like it, I love it\n[02:28.90] You like it, I love it\n[02:32.54] \n[02:38.82] (Where the homegirl Rapsody at?)\n[02:40.19] (I need you to speak your mind real quick loved one!)\n[02:43.25] Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac\n[02:47.12] Keep your head up, when did you stop\n[02:49.42] Loving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes\n[02:53.42] That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh\n[02:57.60] You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\n[03:01.28] All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n[03:03.76] 12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n[03:06.45] I love myself, I no longer need Cupid\n[03:08.71] Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\n[03:11.95] Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\n[03:14.01] And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\n[03:16.58] Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\n[03:19.76] Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n[03:22.59] If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\n[03:24.95] It ain't complex to put it in context\n[03:28.29] Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\n[03:31.02] Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\n[03:33.15] If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\n[03:35.86] Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\n[03:38.02] I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey\n[03:41.15] I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens\n[03:43.86] And spike your self esteem the new James Bond gon' be black as me\n[03:46.94] Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea\n[03:49.29] And it's all beautiful to me\n[03:51.34] Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens\n[03:53.99] We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing\n[03:57.38] \n[04:04.22] Barefoot babies with no care\n[04:09.74] Teenage gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car?\n[04:16.59] I don't see Compton, I see something much worse\n[04:19.75] The land of the landmines, the hell that's on earth\n[04:22.34] 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your mama can't run\n  Sneak (dissin')\n  Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n  I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n  You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n  Even if massa listenin', I got the world's attention\n  So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of mankind\n  If he lyin', color should never rival\n\n  Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken\n  By different shades of faces\n  Then wit told me, \"A woman is woman, love the creation\"\n  It all came from God then you was my confirmation\n  I came to where you reside\n  And looked around to see more sights for sore eyes\n  Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with\n\n  Complexion (woo, two-step)\n  Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n  Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n  It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n\n  (Where the homegirl Rapsody at?)\n  (I need you to speak your mind real quick loved one!)\n\n  Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac\n  Keep your head up, when did you stop\n  Loving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes\n  That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh\n  You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\n  All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n  12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n\n  I love myself, I no longer need Cupid\n  Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\n  Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\n  And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\n  Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\n  Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n\n  If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\n  It ain't complex to put it in context\n  Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\n  Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\n  If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\n  Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\n  I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey\n\n  I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens\n  And spike your self esteem the new James Bond gon' be black as me\n  Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea\n  And it's all beautiful to me\n  Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens\n  We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing\n\n  Barefoot babies with no care\n  Teenage gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car?\n  I don't see Compton, I see something much worse\n  The land of the landmines, the hell that's on earth\n"},{"id":32042873,"name":"12 - Complexion (A Zulu Love)","trackName":"12 - Complexion (A Zulu Love)","artistName":"Kendrick Lamar","albumName":"Kendrick Lamar - To Pimp A Butterfly","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm with this\nComplexion (two-step)\nComplexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\nOoh, complexion (two-step)\nIt all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\nDark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun\nGive a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done\nSneak (dissin')\nSneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\nI made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\nYou know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\nEven if massa listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention\n\nComplexion (two-step)\nComplexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\nOoh, complexion (two-step)\nIt all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\nDark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' sun\nBrown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run\nSneak (dissin')\nSneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\nI made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\nYou know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\nEven if massa listenin', I got the world's attention\nSo I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of mankind\nIf he lyin', color should never rival\n\nBeauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken\nBy different shades of faces\nThen wit told me, \"A woman is woman, love the creation\"\nIt all came from God then you was my confirmation\nI came to where you reside\nAnd looked around to see more sights for sore eyes\nLet the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with\n\nComplexion (woo, two-step)\nComplexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\nOoh, complexion (two-step)\nIt all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\n\n(Where the homegirl Rapsody at?)\n(I need you to speak your mind real quick loved one!)\n\nLet me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac\nKeep your head up, when did you stop\nLoving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes\nThat's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh\nYou blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\nAll my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n\nI love myself, I no longer need Cupid\nEnforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\nLight don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\nAnd frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\nNeed a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\nLike two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n\nIf you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\nIt ain't complex to put it in context\nFind the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\nYeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\nIf you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\nAin't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\nI ain't 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he lyin', color should never rival\n[01:33.29] Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken\n[01:35.64] By different shades of faces\n[01:36.98] Then wit told me, \"A woman is woman, love the creation\"\n[01:39.86] It all came from God then you was my confirmation\n[01:42.16] I came to where you reside\n[01:43.43] And looked around to see more sights for sore eyes\n[01:46.36] Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with\n[01:48.94] Complexion (woo, two-step)\n[01:53.00] Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n[01:59.36] Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n[02:04.28] It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n[02:10.51] You like it, I love it\n[02:12.98] You like it, I love it\n[02:15.55] You like it, I love it\n[02:18.22] You like it, I love it\n[02:20.83] You like it, I love it\n[02:23.41] You like it, I love it\n[02:25.98] You like it, I love it\n[02:28.90] You like it, I love it\n[02:32.54] \n[02:38.89] (Where the homegirl Rapsody at?)\n[02:40.20] (I need 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love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n\n  (Where the homegirl Rapsody at?)\n  (I need you to speak your mind real quick loved one!)\n\n  Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac\n  Keep your head up, when did you stop\n  Loving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes\n  That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh\n  You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\n  All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n  12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n\n  I love myself, I no longer need Cupid\n  Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\n  Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\n  And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\n  Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\n  Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n\n  If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\n  It ain't complex 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cotton just to chill with you\nYou know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\nEven if master's listenin', I got the world's attention\nSo I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival\nOf mankind, if he lyin', color should never rival\nBeauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken\nBy different shades of faces\nThen Whit' told me, \"A woman is woman, love the creation\"\nIt all came from God, then you was my confirmation\nI came to where you reside\nAnd looked around to see more sights for sore eyes\nLet the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with\nComplexion (two-step)\nComplexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\nOoh, Complexion (two-step)\nIt all feels the same (it's a Zulu love)\n(Uh)\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nWhere the homegirl Rapsody at?\nI need you to speak your mind real quick, loved one!\nLet me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac\nKeep your head up, when did you stop, loving thy\nColor of your skin? 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That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh\n  You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\n  All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n  12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n\n  I love myself, I no longer need Cupid\n  Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\n  Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\n  And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\n  Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\n  Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n\n  If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\n  It ain't complex to put it in context\n  Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\n  Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\n  If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\n  Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\n  I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey\n\n  I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens\n  And spike your self esteem the new James 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Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun\n  Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done\n  Sneak (dissin')\n  Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n  I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n  You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n  Even if massa listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention\n\n  Complexion (two-step)\n  Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n  Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n  It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\n  Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' sun\n  Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run\n  Sneak (dissin')\n  Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n  I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n  You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n  Even if massa listenin', I got the world's attention\n  So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of 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Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun\n  Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done\n  Sneak (dissin')\n  Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n  I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n  You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n  Even if massa listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention\n\n  Complexion (two-step)\n  Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n  Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n  It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\n  Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' sun\n  Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run\n  Sneak (dissin')\n  Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n  I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n  You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n  Even if massa listenin', I got the world's attention\n  So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of 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used to be so mistaken\nBy different shades of faces\nThen wit told me, \"A woman is woman, love the creation\"\nIt all came from God then you was my confirmation\nI came to where you reside\nAnd looked around to see more sights for sore eyes\nLet the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with\n\nComplexion (woo, two-step)\nComplexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\nOoh, complexion (two-step)\nIt all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\n\n(Where the homegirl Rapsody at?)\n(I need you to speak your mind real quick loved one!)\n\nLet me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac\nKeep your head up, when did you stop\nLoving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes\nThat's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh\nYou blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and 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uh\n[02:57.55] You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\n[03:01.21] All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n[03:03.80] 12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n[03:06.43] I love myself, I no longer need Cupid\n[03:08.78] Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\n[03:11.95] Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\n[03:14.03] And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\n[03:16.51] Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\n[03:19.72] Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n[03:22.59] If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\n[03:24.98] It ain't complex to put it in context\n[03:28.26] Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\n[03:31.04] Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\n[03:33.11] If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\n[03:35.85] Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\n[03:38.01] I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey\n[03:41.18] I'm 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be so mistaken\nBy different shades of faces\nThen wit told me, \"A woman is woman, love the creation\"\nIt all came from God then you was my confirmation\nI came to where you reside\nAnd looked around to see more sights for sore eyes\nLet the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with\n\nComplexion (woo, two-step)\nComplexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\nOoh, complexion (two-step)\nIt all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\nYou like it, I love it\n\n(Where the homegirl Rapsody at?)\n(I need you to speak your mind real quick loved one!)\n\nLet me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac\nKeep your head up, when did you stop\nLoving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes\nThat's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh\nYou blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\nAll 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uh\n[02:57.55] You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\n[03:01.21] All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n[03:03.80] 12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n[03:06.43] I love myself, I no longer need Cupid\n[03:08.78] Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\n[03:11.95] Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\n[03:14.03] And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\n[03:16.51] Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\n[03:19.72] Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n[03:22.59] If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\n[03:24.98] It ain't complex to put it in context\n[03:28.26] Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\n[03:31.04] Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\n[03:33.11] If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\n[03:35.85] Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\n[03:38.01] I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey\n[03:41.18] I'm 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uh\n[02:57.55] You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\n[03:01.21] All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n[03:03.80] 12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n[03:06.43] I love myself, I no longer need Cupid\n[03:08.78] Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\n[03:11.95] Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\n[03:14.03] And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\n[03:16.51] Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\n[03:19.72] Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n[03:22.59] If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\n[03:24.98] It ain't complex to put it in context\n[03:28.26] Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\n[03:31.04] Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\n[03:33.11] If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\n[03:35.85] Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\n[03:38.01] I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey\n[03:41.18] I'm 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(two-step)\n[00:49.19] Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n[00:54.92] Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n[01:00.42] It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n[01:08.94] Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' sun\n[01:11.39] Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run\n[01:15.43] Sneak (dissin')\n[01:17.31] Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n[01:19.42] I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n[01:22.13] You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n[01:25.29] Even if massa listenin', I got the world's attention\n[01:27.37] So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of mankind\n[01:31.25] If he lyin', color should never rival\n[01:33.29] Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken\n[01:35.64] By different shades of faces\n[01:36.98] Then wit told me, \"A woman is woman, love the creation\"\n[01:39.86] It all came from God then you was my confirmation\n[01:42.16] I 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uh\n[02:57.55] You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\n[03:01.21] All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n[03:03.80] 12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n[03:06.43] I love myself, I no longer need Cupid\n[03:08.78] Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\n[03:11.95] Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\n[03:14.03] And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\n[03:16.51] Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\n[03:19.72] Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n[03:22.59] If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\n[03:24.98] It ain't complex to put it in context\n[03:28.26] Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\n[03:31.04] Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\n[03:33.11] If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\n[03:35.85] Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\n[03:38.01] I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey\n[03:41.18] I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens\n[03:43.87] And spike your self esteem the new James Bond gon' be black as me\n[03:46.99] Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea\n[03:49.25] And it's all beautiful to me\n[03:51.38] Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens\n[03:53.93] We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing\n[03:57.38] \n[04:04.25] Barefoot babies with no care\n[04:09.76] Teenage gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car?\n[04:16.52] I don't see Compton, I see something much worse\n[04:19.75] The land of the landmines, the hell that's on earth\n[04:22.36] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Complexion (A Zulu Love)\n  artist: Kendrick Lamar, Rapsody\n  album: To Pimp A Butterfly\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I'm with this\n  start_ms: 1880\n  end_ms: 2700\n- text: Complexion (two-step)\n  start_ms: 2700\n  end_ms: 6270\n- text: Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n 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Loving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes\n  That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh\n  You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\n  All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n  12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n\n  I love myself, I no longer need Cupid\n  Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\n  Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\n  And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\n  Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\n  Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n\n  If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\n  It ain't complex to put it in context\n  Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\n  Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\n  If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\n  Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\n  I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey\n\n  I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' 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Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun\n  Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done\n  Sneak (dissin')\n  Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n  I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n  You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n  Even if massa listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention\n\n  Complexion (two-step)\n  Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n  Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n  It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\n  Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' sun\n  Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run\n  Sneak (dissin')\n  Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n  I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n  You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n  Even if massa listenin', I got the world's attention\n  So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of 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rival\n  start_ms: 91270\n  end_ms: 93220\n- text: Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken\n  start_ms: 93220\n  end_ms: 95670\n- text: By different shades of faces\n  start_ms: 95670\n  end_ms: 96910\n- text: Then wit told me, \"A woman is woman, love the creation\"\n  start_ms: 96910\n  end_ms: 99870\n- text: It all came from God then you was my confirmation\n  start_ms: 99870\n  end_ms: 102140\n- text: I came to where you reside\n  start_ms: 102140\n  end_ms: 103460\n- text: And looked around to see more sights for sore eyes\n  start_ms: 103460\n  end_ms: 106370\n- text: Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with\n  start_ms: 106370\n  end_ms: 108910\n- text: Complexion (woo, two-step)\n  start_ms: 108910\n  end_ms: 113090\n- text: Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n  start_ms: 113090\n  end_ms: 119330\n- text: Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n  start_ms: 119330\n  end_ms: 124220\n- text: It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n  start_ms: 124220\n  end_ms: 130570\n- text: You like it, I love it\n  start_ms: 130570\n  end_ms: 132920\n- text: You like it, I love it\n  start_ms: 132920\n  end_ms: 135530\n- text: You like it, I love it\n  start_ms: 135530\n  end_ms: 138250\n- text: You like it, I love it\n  start_ms: 138250\n  end_ms: 140830\n- text: You like it, I love it\n  start_ms: 140830\n  end_ms: 143490\n- text: You like it, I love it\n  start_ms: 143490\n  end_ms: 145990\n- text: You like it, I love it\n  start_ms: 145990\n  end_ms: 148900\n- text: You like it, I love it\n  start_ms: 148900\n  end_ms: 152100\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 152100\n  end_ms: 158860\n- text: (Where the homegirl Rapsody at?)\n  start_ms: 158860\n  end_ms: 160170\n- text: (I need you to speak your mind real quick loved one!)\n  start_ms: 160170\n  end_ms: 163230\n- text: Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac\n  start_ms: 163230\n  end_ms: 167140\n- text: Keep your head up, when did you stop\n  start_ms: 167140\n  end_ms: 169450\n- text: Loving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes\n  start_ms: 169450\n  end_ms: 173420\n- text: That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh\n  start_ms: 173420\n  end_ms: 177580\n- text: You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\n  start_ms: 177580\n  end_ms: 181290\n- text: All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n  start_ms: 181290\n  end_ms: 183710\n- text: 12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n  start_ms: 183710\n  end_ms: 186450\n- text: I love myself, I no longer need Cupid\n  start_ms: 186450\n  end_ms: 188700\n- text: Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\n  start_ms: 188700\n  end_ms: 191970\n- text: Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\n  start_ms: 191970\n  end_ms: 194070\n- text: And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\n  start_ms: 194070\n  end_ms: 196570\n- text: Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\n  start_ms: 196570\n  end_ms: 199770\n- text: Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n  start_ms: 199770\n  end_ms: 202530\n- text: If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\n  start_ms: 202530\n  end_ms: 204910\n- text: It ain't complex to put it in context\n  start_ms: 204910\n  end_ms: 208240\n- text: Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\n  start_ms: 208240\n  end_ms: 211000\n- text: Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\n  start_ms: 211000\n  end_ms: 213120\n- text: If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\n  start_ms: 213120\n  end_ms: 215830\n- text: Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\n  start_ms: 215830\n  end_ms: 218050\n- text: I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey\n  start_ms: 218050\n  end_ms: 221140\n- text: I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens\n  start_ms: 221140\n  end_ms: 223820\n- text: And spike your self esteem the new James Bond gon' be black as me\n  start_ms: 223820\n  end_ms: 226970\n- text: Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea\n  start_ms: 226970\n  end_ms: 229290\n- text: And it's all beautiful to me\n  start_ms: 229290\n  end_ms: 231360\n- text: Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens\n  start_ms: 231360\n  end_ms: 233990\n- text: We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing\n  start_ms: 233990\n  end_ms: 238660\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 238660\n  end_ms: 244270\n- text: Barefoot babies with no care\n  start_ms: 244270\n  end_ms: 249750\n- text: Teenage gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car?\n  start_ms: 249750\n  end_ms: 256590\n- text: I don't see Compton, I see something much worse\n  start_ms: 256590\n  end_ms: 259740\n- text: The land of the landmines, the hell that's on earth\n  start_ms: 259740\n  end_ms: 262120\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 262120\nplain: |-\n  I'm with this\n  Complexion (two-step)\n  Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n  Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n  It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\n  Dark as the midnight hour or bright as the mornin' sun\n  Give a fuck about your complexion, I know what the Germans done\n  Sneak (dissin')\n  Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n  I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n  You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n  Even if massa listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention\n\n  Complexion (two-step)\n  Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n  Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n  It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\n  Dark as the midnight hour, I'm bright as the mornin' sun\n  Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can't run\n  Sneak (dissin')\n  Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga\n  I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you\n  You know I'd go the distance, you know I'm ten toes down\n  Even if massa listenin', I got the world's attention\n  So I'ma say somethin' that's vital and critical for survival of mankind\n  If he lyin', color should never rival\n\n  Beauty is what you make it, I used to be so mistaken\n  By different shades of faces\n  Then wit told me, \"A woman is woman, love the creation\"\n  It all came from God then you was my confirmation\n  I came to where you reside\n  And looked around to see more sights for sore eyes\n  Let the Willie Lynch theory reverse a million times with\n\n  Complexion (woo, two-step)\n  Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)\n  Ooh, complexion (two-step)\n  It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love, uh)\n\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n  You like it, I love it\n\n  (Where the homegirl Rapsody at?)\n  (I need you to speak your mind real quick loved one!)\n\n  Let me talk my Stu Scott, 'scuse me on my 2Pac\n  Keep your head up, when did you stop\n  Loving thy color of your skin, color of your eyes\n  That's the real blues, baby, like you met Jay's baby, uh\n  You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey\n  All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave\n  12 years of age, thinkin' my shade too dark\n\n  I love myself, I no longer need Cupid\n  Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas\n  Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark don't make you stupid\n  And frame of mind for them bustas, ain't talkin' \"Woo-hah!\"\n  Need a paradox for the pair of daughters they tutored\n  Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times\n\n  If you don't see your beautiful in your complexion\n  It ain't complex to put it in context\n  Find the air beneath the kite, uh, that's the context\n  Yeah, baby, I'm conscious, ain't no contest\n  If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed\n  Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be\n  I ain't talkin' Jay, mm-mm, I ain't talkin' Bey\n\n  I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens\n  And spike your self esteem the new James Bond gon' be black as me\n  Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea\n  And it's all beautiful to me\n  Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens\n  We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing\n\n  Barefoot babies with no care\n  Teenage gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car?\n  I don't see Compton, I see something much worse\n  The land of the landmines, the hell that's on earth\n"}]