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I've been known for one thing. I come and then I go. I got used to wanderin'. Livin' on the road. All the time are lovely. But you got a hold on me. Now the days turn into weeks. You and this town
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seen this road. A thousand times. I've got no roots, but my home. Was never on the ground. I've got no roots, but my home. Was never on the ground. I've got no roots uh uh uh uh. I've got no roots uh uh
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. I'm back to my roots We took that commercial road. Searching for some fame and gold. And gained the whole wide world. And almost lost our souls Some say we should have lead the way. Take it over
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Roots, roots rocking everyday. I and a Zion daughter is rocking to the dance tonight. Step and do it alright unverified. Roots rocking, roots rocking, roots rocking, roots rocking Oh no, you'll
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roots. Like a dizzy summer bloom. Got me thinking about you. My roots. Getting higher than the moon. Got me thinking about you. Every time it takes me to my roots. My roots, my roots. My roots, my roots
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Roots Natty roots. Dread Binghi dread. I and I are the roots Some are leaf. Some are branches. I and I are the roots Some are the dry wood. For the fire. Whoa, Look at that They need a dry wood
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words. Roots Radical (x2),. I'm a radical, roots radical. I'm a true born Jamacan,. Yes, I'm a radical roots radical. And I'm miles away from home. I'm a radical, roots radical. I'm a true born
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house there's room for all. We just want to have to hold. (We just want). (To have to hold). We just want to have to hold No roots, no tree, no family, no me. No roots, no tree, no family, no me Our
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BASS CHECK 1-2. KEYS CHECK 1-2. DRUMS CHECK 1-2. Its The Roots,. Now what we want y'all to do is sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all
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BASS CHECK 1-2. KEYS CHECK 1-2. DRUMS CHECK 1-2. Its The Roots,. Now what we want y'all to do is sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all
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BASS CHECK 1-2. KEYS CHECK 1-2. DRUMS CHECK 1-2. Its The Roots,. Now what we want y'all to do is sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all
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Play I some music (*** a) reggae music!. Play I some music (*** a) reggae music!. Roots, rock, reggae *** a reggae music!. Roots, rock, reggae *** a reggae music! Hey, Mister Music, sure sounds
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Reggae. Roots, rap, reggae. And we don't stop. It's like that y'all and then we're ready to play. It's no jive, it's live and it's reggae. Roots, rap My homeboy Jay, don't scratch reggae. So
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Reggae. Roots, rap, reggae. And we don't stop. It's like that y'all and then we're ready to play. It's no jive, it's live and it's reggae. Roots, rap My homeboy Jay, don't scratch reggae. So
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coming out You better love me when my roots are showing. Or I'll pack up my boots and be going bye-bye-bye-bye-bye. If it's me that he's impressed with. Anything I might be dressed in. Ought to be just
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ya carry on moving forward. Now we combine our roots and our soul fire. And then we come in as one. And then we go - straight back to our roots. Again me go - straight back to our roots. Culcha
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. Before we can discover who we are. . Chorus. Talkin' bout roots. Ah yah, yah. Back to a way of life. Roots. Ah yah, yah. Talkin' bout roots, back to a way of life. Roots. Ah yah, yah. Back to a
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. Before we can discover who we are. . Chorus. Talkin' bout roots. Ah yah, yah. Back to a way of life. Roots. Ah yah, yah. Talkin' bout roots, back to a way of life. Roots. Ah yah, yah. Back to a
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and gentlemen. Select the weapon at the gate upon entering, The Roots instrumentaling. Spark *, them niggas try to talk *. We hit em like the L at 60th and Market. South Philly clip a hold
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and gentlemen. Select the weapon at the gate upon entering, The Roots instrumentaling. Spark *, them niggas try to talk *. We hit em like the L at 60th and Market. South Philly clip a hold
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Bài hát Old Town Road (Remix) - Lil Nas X, Billy Ray Cyrus. Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road. I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more. I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road. I'm
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there's too much on my mind say what?. Malik get on the mic, there's too much on my mind Johnny on the spot, got the rhythm and the rhyme. * with The Roots, you know them niggas is the dime. I can
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. The way you dance helps me to forget the reason I feel blue. Oh yeah. I feel the roots in my boots every move I make. I feel the roots in my boots, whatever comes my way. I feel the roots in my boots
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, The Roots is out to the subway Does anybody like real music?. Sweet music, soul music?. You know The Roots is a group that'll choose it. Just to use it, to make you move it, yeah Does anybody like
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raggy road, road is so rough. Raggy road, road is so tough. Raggy road, a road is so rough. Raggy road Well, I been troddin' this road for the longest while. And me career nuff a dem want fi soil
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back to my roots. Had to lose my way. To know which road to take. Trouble found me. All I look forward. Washed away by a wave. I’m going back to my roots. Another day, another door. Another high, another
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(Down the road) Have no place to go. Have no place to go. Darling. Have no place to go. Have no place to go. Darling Goodbye baby. Yes I'm going. Haha. Yes I'm going Goodbye baby. Yes I'm going
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(Down the road) Have no place to go. Have no place to go. Darling. Have no place to go. Have no place to go. Darling Goodbye baby. Yes I'm going. Haha. Yes I'm going Goodbye baby. Yes I'm going
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(Down the road) Have no place to go. Have no place to go. Darling. Have no place to go. Have no place to go. Darling Goodbye baby. Yes I'm going. Haha. Yes I'm going Goodbye baby. Yes I'm going
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'. Backstage whisperin' to management like. "Change the order, it's no way that we can rock after them". My man sport the 'fro like 'What's Happenin?'. From the latest hi-atus, The Roots back again. Your
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Too much time, thinkin' 'bout all of my mistakes. My heart, my mind, my soul, my body aches. I hunger for the loving arms of your embrace. I walk along the lonely road I walk along the lonely road
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And I've lost my mind on what I'd find. And all of the pressure that I left behind on Allison Road. Fools in the rain, if the sun gets through. Fire's in the Heaven of the eyes I knew on Allison
