Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

I'm talkin' 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 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, I can't be mad at what meet ahead
I don't my ghetto struggle due to my success
It that beautiful to write on overcomin' stress
Top Ramen noodles, thank for the fact 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 a gun to them cars in a Jigga video

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

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

Hey, still on my coupe but take
Somebody had to be just for me to get
My sister had to leave, I respect her safe
Oh yeah, I had to grieve but I'm till this day

Pain, I ignore it, you might say I'm ignorant
I'm mistakin' for courage, victory so
Make it through two Bush, I can make it any forest
Hunger gave me the but the bottom is so important

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

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

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

Gets no lower a grabbin' at your 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. before the branches, R.O.O.T.S. before the
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 hate where I'm
'Cause where I'm made 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 'bout R.O.O.T.S.