Luyện nghe bài hát Grassroots

I flip when I kick it, it
So I can check shit not in a style
But once in while so I can
check, file check the files of my brain
Many of meanings manage to come the insane
And the butcher, the baker, the fabulous maker
A cracker on a truck breaker, breaker

Listen to everyone, then it
The shit comes back, back to where it started
In your surrounded by pot like a geranuim
A capital two burns in my mind, give me peace
I looked at her, I at him and neither one did know
Where the wild thoughts grow, it out

I look for an absolute and there's absolutely
The truth is you shoot for, not one
Nothing brings it all together, the journey's done
I'd sing you Weather' but it's been sung
So let's have fun

311 has grass roots, on jump
311 has grass roots,
311 has grass roots, for your
311 has roots

Challenge and goes an' there will be another
I say it on
The roots that grow are as big as the tree
That you see, if not it will fall

We waste so many moments standing on
The only is when our heart pays no attention
Buddy, drop down, ooh

Move with persistence, cover distance
Knowing no perdition, that's my game for
311, true to no
And the 311 not down with conviction
But a hundred different already told what we about
So I make not attempt to try an' suss the out

I'd turned a roughneck, that was not my intention
It doesn't even really unless I fail to mention that
Peace to all that want some peace
First the Mid, then the West, then we slide the East
A to any crew that want a piece
Peace to all crews that peace, check it out

I for absolutes and there's absolutely none
The truth is you shoot for not one
Nothing it all together, the journey's never done
I'd be in 'Stormy Weather' but it's been
So, let's some fun

311 has roots, come on jump
311 has grass roots,
311 has grass roots, for funk
311 has grass

comes and goes and there will be another
I say it on
The roots that underground are as big as the tree
you see, if not it will fall down

We waste so many moments on convention
The only survey is when our heart no attention

Knowing no conviction, no