Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

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 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 talkin' 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 regret my struggle due to my success
It ain't that beautiful to write on overcomin'
Top Ramen noodles, 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 I've poor
The burnin' white, I call it gizmo
Went from a gun to them cars in a video

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

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

Hey, still on my coupe but take
had to be just for me to get away
My sister had to leave, I her stayin' safe
Oh yeah, I had to but I'm stronger till this day

Pain, I ignore it, you might say I'm ignorant
I'm mistakin' for courage, so gorgeous
Make it through two Bush, I can make it any forest
Hunger gave me the wish but the bottom is so

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

I'm 'bout 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 '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 but my dreams been granted
That triple life towards, much deeper nurse planet
What could I want more than redoin' I never it?

Gets no lower than a at your feet
A man will for nothin' if he fall for the feet
A and a hitter all in the street
If you look the sand then we all need a crease

R.O.O.T.S. before the branches, R.O.O.T.S. before the
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. whether you black, white or

I'm 'bout 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 'bout R.O.O.T.S.