Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, on my coupe but can't take
had to be just 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 through two Bush, I can it through any forest
Hunger gave me the but the bottom is so important

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

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm
'Cause I'm from made me
('Cause I'm from 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 thought the been planted
It's damagin' my but my dreams been granted
That triple towards, much deeper than nurse planet
could I want more than redoin' I never planned it?

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

R.O.O.T.S. the branches, R.O.O.T.S. before the mansions
R.O.O.T.S. before your paper crazier 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, white or

I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm from 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.