Luyện nghe bài hát Roots of Creation

One two four!

Pull up here honey, if ya got a and
Shake your ass like ready to sing
Well, muy high
muy low
When me ready limo then they me home like a
Roots of

I am living in a nation
I pull up my hands and I look at my
The reggae make me sound so sweet
'Cause we play it, evening and all of the day
It's the sweet kinda music makes me feel
The of creation

Said, I am living in a nation
I pull up my hat, my coat is so
Sometimes, sometimes I so high
But all the time I feel
I feel airie when I'm down with the scene
of creation
I am living in a plastic

One time!
Well, pull up honey like you got limbo
Well pull up your fingers like ready to go
me, give me something high
Give me something
me something, I can use
Give me something, I can

You're the body and the one
of soul or two
I feel a person to be a different place
I'm living in a place
Sometime, I although its fin
up your style make it sound so fine
With ah, pull up with me

of creation
I am in a boring nation
A pull up with Mike Happoldt at my left
I got at my right

We rock the reggae music day and night
We rock the music, say it's right on time
'Cause you're with the music that they call Sublime
I'm living in a different

Reggae again!
Gonna win me back feel so fine
Bring me down to the place so
We rock the music so late at
With a pick in my hand

What to make me a man
Me help a little girl like

the roots of creation
I am living in a nation
I pull up my hand, pocket
Do the music, make me say me it
me on rights and me know me are wrong
Me am a white boy but I sing a song

Called roots of
I am living in a nation
My are high, my ink is dry
My love for you, it never die
Say me love you me will testify
Me love the music make me feel so

called roots of creation
I am in a plastic nation
Oh, in a nation
a boring station, a boring

One time!
Pull up here honey if you got
it up make it up bounce I don't want it to be slow
I wanna it sound right

I wanna make it sound
Give me kind of music make you rock all
a roots of creation
I am living in a boring

So up my life
up my life
Take out the
out take out the strife

Give me some make it sound so nice
Give me music make we wanna singa song twice
roots of creation
I am in a plastic nation

I up my hand, my seat is wobbly
Pull up your hands and it like this
I like my beer dry
the gin and the gin

Love the kinda drink, ya know, me sick
Me don't feel no but likewise
Make me drink gin like wine
I only make me so sadder, aya!