Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

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 from the 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 what meet ahead
I don't regret my ghetto due to my success
It ain't that beautiful to write on stress
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 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

Can't a meal to a mil, only God know it
No record 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 can't hate I'm from
'Cause I'm from 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.

Hey, still on my coupe but can't
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 stronger till day

Pain, I can't ignore it, you might say I'm
I'm mistakin' for courage, victory so
Make it through two Bush, I can make it through any
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, is love without jealousy?
There's only five letters 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 been planted
It's damagin' my but my dreams been granted
That triple life towards, much deeper than planet
What could I more than redoin' I never planned 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 beneath the then 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. your 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 I'm from made me
('Cause where I'm 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 'bout R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.