Luyện nghe bài hát Roots

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 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 talkin' R.O.O.T.S.

Hey, I can't be mad at what y'all ahead
I regret my ghetto struggle due to my success
It ain't that beautiful to write on stress
Top Ramen noodles, thank pappy for the I was fed

at me now but all before, hey, Mr. Skid Row
The dirty south just a name the way I've been poor
The projects white, I call it gizmo
Went a gun to them cars in a Jigga video

Can't a meal to a mil, only God know 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, gotta sow it,

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

Hey, still on my coupe but can't
had to be just for me to get away
My had to leave, I respect her stayin' safe
Oh yeah, I had to grieve but I'm stronger this day

Pain, I can't it, you might say I'm ignorant
I'm mistakin' for courage, victory so
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, is love without jealousy?
There's only letters really help me

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

Hey, I thought the been planted
It's damagin' my but my dreams been granted
That triple life towards, deeper than nurse planet
What could I want more than redoin' I never 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 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. your grandparents, R.O.O.T.S. under your canvas
R.O.O.T.S. you black, white or Spanish

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 made 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 talkin' R.O.O.T.S.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' R.O.O.T.S.