Luyện nghe bài hát Grassroots

I flip when I it, trippin' 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 to come from the insane
And the butcher, the baker, the fabulous maker
A cracker on a truck goin' breaker,

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

I for an absolute and there's absolutely none
The is what you shoot for, not one
Nothing it all together, the journey's never done
I'd sing you 'Stormy Weather' but it's sung
So let's have fun

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

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

We waste so many standing on convention
The survey is when our heart pays no attention
Buddy, I'll down, ooh

Move with persistence, much distance
Knowing no perdition, my game for instance
311, to no tradition
And the 311 not down with conviction
But a hundred people already told what we about
So I not attempt to try an' suss the stupid out

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

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

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

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

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

Knowing no conviction, no