Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

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

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

find 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' 'bout R.O.O.T.S., I hate where I'm from
'Cause I'm from made me
('Cause where I'm from 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 talkin' 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 for me to get away
My sister had to leave, I respect her 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, so gorgeous
it through two Bush, I can make it through any forest
Hunger gave me the but the bottom is so important

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

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

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

Gets no lower a grabbin' at your feet
A man stand for nothin' if he fall for the feet
A baller and a hitter all in the
If you look beneath the sand 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. your paper crazier than Marilyn Manson
R.O.O.T.S. with grandparents, R.O.O.T.S. under your canvas
R.O.O.T.S. you black, white 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 where I'm 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 talkin' R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.