Luyện nghe bài hát Roots of Creation

One two four!

Pull up here honey, if ya got a and
your ass like you're ready to sing
Well, something muy
muy low
When me ready then they follow me home like a
of creation

I am living in a boring
I pull up my and I look at my feet
The reggae make me sound so sweet
we play it, morning evening and all of the day
It's the sweet kinda music makes me okay
The roots of

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

One time!
Well, pull up here like you got limbo
Well pull up fingers like you're ready to go
Give me, give me high
Give me slow
me something, I can use
Give me something, I can

You're the and the mind one
Part of or two
I feel a different person to be a place
I'm in a different place
Sometime, I feel its fin
Pull up your style make it sound so
With ah, up hands with me

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

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

Reggae again!
Gonna win me gonna feel so fine
Bring me to the place so right
We rock the so late at night
With a guitar in my hand

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

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

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

Song roots of creation
I am living in a nation
Oh, in a nation
Such a boring station, a

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 you rock all night
a roots of creation
I am in a boring nation

So cheer up my
Cheer up my
Take out the
Take out take out the

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

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

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