Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm from me
('Cause where I'm made me)
I from the bottom of the slums

But now I got me, me, because of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, I can't be mad at what y'all meet
I don't regret my ghetto struggle due to my
It that beautiful to write on overcomin' stress
Top Ramen noodles, pappy for the fact I was fed

at me now but all before, hey, Mr. Skid Row
The south ain't just a name the way I've been poor
The projects burnin' white, I call it
Went from a gun to them cars in a Jigga

Can't find a meal to a mil, only God it
No record deal to a deal, I hard for it
Can I live to I'm livin' my Momma told it?
Before you reap it, gotta sow it,

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm from me
('Cause where I'm from me)
I from the bottom of the slums

But now I got me, me, that's of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, on my coupe but can't take
Somebody had to be just for me to get
My sister had to leave, I respect her stayin'
Oh yeah, I had to grieve but I'm stronger this day

Pain, I can't it, you might say I'm ignorant
I'm for courage, victory so gorgeous
it through two Bush, I can make it through any forest
Hunger gave me the wish but the is so important

37 Ave., 187
Miami, Carol City, now I'm part of a
I'm for the hood, what is love without jealousy?
There's five letters really help me

I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm from
where I'm from made me
('Cause where I'm from me)
I from the bottom of the slums

But now I got me, me, because of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, I the seed's been planted
damagin' my soul but my dreams been granted
That triple life towards, deeper than nurse planet
What could I want more than redoin' I planned it?

Gets no lower than a grabbin' at feet
A man will for nothin' if he fall for the feet
A baller and a all in the street
If you look beneath the then we all need a crease

R.O.O.T.S. before the branches, R.O.O.T.S. before the
R.O.O.T.S. before your paper crazier than Manson
R.O.O.T.S. your grandparents, R.O.O.T.S. under your canvas
R.O.O.T.S. whether you black, or Spanish

I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause I'm from made me
('Cause where I'm from me)
I came from the bottom of the

But now I got me, me, that's of my R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.