Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate I'm from
'Cause where I'm made me
('Cause where I'm from me)
I came from the 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 be mad at what y'all meet ahead
I don't my ghetto struggle due to my success
It ain't that beautiful to on overcomin' stress
Top Ramen noodles, thank pappy for the I was fed

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

find a meal to a mil, only God know it
No record deal to a deal, I work 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 can't hate I'm from
where I'm from made me
('Cause where I'm made me)
I came from the 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 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, still on my but can't take
Somebody had to be for me to get away
My sister had to leave, I respect her safe
Oh yeah, I had to grieve but I'm till this day

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

37 Ave., 187
Miami, Carol City, now I'm of a legacy
I'm thankful for the hood, what is 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
'Cause where I'm made me
('Cause I'm from made me)
I came from the bottom of the

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 talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, I the seed's been planted
It's damagin' my soul but my dreams been
That triple life towards, much deeper than planet
What could I want more than redoin' I never it?

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

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

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't where I'm from
'Cause where I'm 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 talkin' R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.