Luyện nghe bài hát Grassroots

I flip I kick it, trippin' it
So I can check shit not in a daily
But once in every so I can
File check, file check the of my brain
of meanings manage to come from the insane
And the butcher, the baker, the drama maker
A cracker on a truck goin' breaker,

Listen to everyone, disregard it
The meaningful shit comes back, back to where it
In cranium surrounded by pot like a geranuim
A capital two burns in my mind, give me peace
I looked at her, I looked at him and one did know
the wild thoughts grow, check it out

I look for an absolute and there's none
The truth is what you for, not one
Nothing brings it all together, the journey's done
I'd sing you 'Stormy Weather' but been sung
So have some fun

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

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

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

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

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

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

311 has grass roots, come on
311 has grass roots,
311 has grass roots, for your
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 fall

We waste so many moments standing on
The survey is when our heart pays no attention

Knowing no conviction, no