Luyện nghe bài hát My Culture

I'm the sum total of my
I their DNA
We are representatives of a long of people
And we cart them everywhere
This long line of
That goes back to the of time
And when we meet - they meet lines of people
And we say together the lines of me.

When I look over the years
at the things that tears to my eyes
papa we have to be wise
to live long
now i
my father said before he died
vocalise things I've left
left my spirit for too long
I'm coming home to my
Where i can be
Be who I to be
me my ancestry
Givin' me
Would it be remiss to continue in way
you rather I quit
come with the other
people's hips sway
lip service I pay but i'm
i pray for all the mothers who get no
like a lifeline I write cause my compassion is deep
for the who fashioned me my soul to keep
and is who i happen to be
and if I don't see that I'm strong I won't be

This is what my told me
I he would hold me
A little
he did
But he me my culture
And how to positive
I never shame
The blood in my and bring pain
to my sweet grandfathers
in his resting
I make haste to and not waste
everything my forefathers in tears
for my

Fall again
Crawl from the warm

for my

to air
you're on your again
your again.

Hello Dad, me?
I'm the man you I'd never be.
I'm the boy who you reduced to
Dad I've been for 27 years
Yeah, that's right my Rob
I'm the one who landed the job
I'm the one who you told : look, touch
I'm the kid who amount to much.
I believe in the sense of and sound
I have always too loud
wont you help me it out?
I'm I feel
I'm feeling is surreal
I'm a of spinnin' wheel's always digging in my heels.
Now I got the to
back again
Crawl the warm water
to air
you're on your feet
your again.

Hah, lace up boots
Going to your roots continue my interlude
Freak freaking for
And my spell's to check what your future brings is now
and your forefathers further How
but now what happened to the without the hatred
Use your head if the needle is be the thread
And weave wisdom yours by birth
spreading the lords word over this broad

is what my Daddy told me
I he would hold me
A more
he did
But he me my culture
And how to positive
I never wanna
The blood in my veins and pain
to my grandfathers face
in his place
I make haste to learn and not
my forefathers earned in tears

for my

back again
Crawl from the warm
to air
You're on feet again
feet again (For my culture)
Fall again
Crawl the warm water
to air
You're on feet again
Your feet

For my culture.