Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S., I can't hate where I'm from
where I'm from made 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 y'all ahead
I don't my ghetto 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 a name the way I've been poor
The projects white, I call it gizmo
Went from a gun to them cars in a video

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

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 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 talkin' 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 respect her stayin'
Oh yeah, I had to but I'm stronger till this day

Pain, I ignore it, you might say I'm ignorant
I'm for courage, victory so gorgeous
it through two Bush, I can make it through any forest
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 without
There's five letters really help me

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

Gets no lower than a at your feet
A man will stand for nothin' if he 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. before the branches, R.O.O.T.S. the mansions
R.O.O.T.S. before your paper crazier Marilyn Manson
R.O.O.T.S. with your grandparents, R.O.O.T.S. under your
R.O.O.T.S. you black, white or Spanish

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