Luyện nghe bài hát Grassroots

I flip when I it, trippin' it
So I can check shit not in a style
But once in while so I can
File check, file check the files of my
Many of meanings manage to come from the
And the butcher, the baker, the drama maker
A cracker on a truck goin' breaker,

to everyone, then disregard it
The shit comes back, back to where it started
In your cranium by pot like a geranuim
A capital two burns in my mind, give me some
I looked at her, I looked at him and one did know
Where the thoughts grow, check it out

I look for an absolute and there's absolutely
The is what you shoot for, not one
brings it all together, the journey's never done
I'd you 'Stormy Weather' but it's been sung
So let's some fun

311 has grass roots, on jump
311 has grass roots,
311 has grass roots, for funk
311 has grass

Challenge and goes an' there will be another
I say it on
The roots grow underground are as big as the tree
you see, if not it will fall down

We so many moments standing on convention
The survey is when our heart pays no attention
Buddy, I'll down, ooh

Move persistence, cover much distance
Knowing no perdition, my game for instance
311, to no tradition
And the 311 crew not down with
But a hundred different already told what we about
So I make not to try an' suss the stupid out

I'd turned into a roughneck, was not my intention
It doesn't even really matter unless I to mention that
Peace to all crews want some peace
First the Mid, the West, then we slide through the East
A piece to any crew that want a
to all crews that want peace, check it out

I look for absolutes and there's absolutely
The truth is you shoot for not one
Nothing brings it all together, the never done
I'd be in 'Stormy Weather' but been sung
So, let's have fun

311 has roots, come on jump
311 has grass roots,
311 has grass roots, for your
311 has grass

Challenge comes and and there will be another
I say it on
The roots that grow are as big as the tree
you see, if not it will fall down

We waste so many moments on convention
The survey is when our heart pays no attention

Knowing no conviction, no