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

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 can't be mad at what y'all ahead
I don't regret my ghetto struggle due to my
It ain't beautiful to write 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 ain't just a name the way I've been poor
The projects burnin' white, I it gizmo
Went from a gun to them cars in a video

Can't a meal to a mil, only God know it
No deal to a deal, I work hard for it
Can I live to I'm livin' like my told it?
Before you it, gotta sow it, yeah

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

But now I got me, me, that's 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, still on my but can't take
Somebody had to be for me to get away
My had to leave, I respect her stayin' safe
Oh yeah, I had to grieve but I'm stronger till day

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

37 Ave., 187
Miami, City, now I'm part of a legacy
I'm thankful for the hood, what is love without
There's five letters really help me

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

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 'bout R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, I thought the been planted
It's my soul but my dreams been granted
That triple life towards, much deeper than nurse
What could I want more than I never planned it?

no lower than a grabbin' at your feet
A man will for nothin' if he fall for the feet
A baller and a all in the street
If you look beneath the 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 crazier than Manson
R.O.O.T.S. with your grandparents, R.O.O.T.S. your canvas
R.O.O.T.S. whether you black, or Spanish

I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm from
'Cause where I'm made me
('Cause I'm from made me)
I came from the 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 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.