Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm
'Cause where I'm made me
('Cause where I'm from 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 be mad at what y'all meet ahead
I don't my ghetto struggle due to my success
It that beautiful to write on overcomin' stress
Top noodles, thank pappy for the fact I was fed

Look at me now but all before, hey, Mr. Row
The dirty south ain't just a name the way been poor
The projects burnin' white, I it gizmo
Went from a gun to them in a Jigga video

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

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 from 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 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm 'bout R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, still on my but can't take
Somebody had to be just for me to get
My sister had to leave, I respect her stayin'
Oh yeah, I had to grieve but I'm till this day

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

37 Ave., 187
Miami, Carol City, now I'm part of a
I'm for the hood, what is love without jealousy?
There's only five letters help me

I'm talkin' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I hate where I'm from
where 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 'bout R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, I thought the seed's been
It's damagin' my soul but my dreams granted
triple life towards, much deeper than nurse planet
What could I want more than redoin' I planned it?

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

R.O.O.T.S. before the branches, R.O.O.T.S. before the
R.O.O.T.S. before your paper crazier than Marilyn
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' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I can't where I'm from
'Cause where I'm 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.