Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm from me
('Cause I'm from made me)
I from the bottom of the slums

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 talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, I can't be mad at what meet ahead
I don't regret my struggle due to my success
It ain't that beautiful to on overcomin' stress
Top Ramen noodles, thank pappy for the 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 burnin' white, I call 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 reap it, gotta sow it,

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 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 talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, on my coupe but can't take
Somebody had to be for me to get away
My sister had to leave, I her stayin' safe
Oh yeah, I had to grieve but I'm stronger this day

Pain, I can't ignore it, you might say I'm
I'm for courage, victory so gorgeous
Make it through two Bush, I can make it through any
Hunger gave me the wish but the bottom is so

37 Ave., 187
Miami, City, now I'm part of a legacy
I'm thankful for the hood, what is love jealousy?
There's only letters really help me

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm
'Cause I'm from made me
('Cause where I'm made 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 the seed's been planted
damagin' my soul but my dreams been granted
That triple life towards, much deeper than planet
What could I want than redoin' I never planned it?

Gets no than a grabbin' at your feet
A man will stand for if he fall for the feet
A baller and a hitter all in the
If you look the sand then we all need a crease

R.O.O.T.S. the branches, R.O.O.T.S. before the mansions
R.O.O.T.S. before your paper than Marilyn Manson
R.O.O.T.S. with your grandparents, R.O.O.T.S. under canvas
R.O.O.T.S. whether you black, or Spanish

I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause I'm from made me
('Cause I'm from made me)
I came the bottom of the slums

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.