Lyrical Breakdown of Complexion (A Zulu Love) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Complexion (A Zulu Love)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

Lyric Overview: Witness how Kendrick Lamar feat. Rapsody weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Complexion (A Zulu Love)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Kendrick Lamar feat. Rapsody employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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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 massa 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, 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 massa listenin', I got the world's attention

So I'ma 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

Complexion (woo, 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)

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 did you 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 daughters they tutored

Like two Todds, L-L, you lose two times

If you don't see your 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-mm, 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, no 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