Lyrics:
not a put down
I put my foot down
And then I make some love, I put my root down
Like Sweetie Pie by the Stone Alliance
Everybody knows I'm known for
wasn't on the sauce
Now I'd like to share the wisdom
Of my favourite bibliophile
He said a-
Cover is not the book
So open it up and take a look
flawed
Mamma told me not listen to what some might say
And my Daddy brave he said whatever happens on your way
Stand up for your roots
Roots
By any
, remind me where I'm from
Even when I'm a thousand miles away from my roots
I'm home
We'd get 'em singing "Don't Stop Believing"
Then follow up with
Lord cover me, Lord cover me
Lord cover me, Lord cover me
Lord cover me, Lord cover me
I walk by faith and not by sight, you all I need
Cover my
to the bone i ain't fakin
Mistaking, you must be
Gyal whine up ya batty (Ah)
Gyal you on fleek
You lucky i be a freak (Ah)
And now your roots in my heart
and rusted plows
Roots ripped right up out of the ground
Never thought I'd ever leave it
Oh, it ain't nothin' what it used to be
Population minus me
Time to break the system
Stricty roots and culture
Soul teacher - let me feel
The beating in your heart
Soul teacher - guide me by the beat, yeah
Soul
It ain't nothin' but a rearview town
Broken hearts and rusted plows
Roots ripped right up out of the ground
Never thought I'd ever leave it
It
TRUE COUNTRY
Booked a trip down to Nashville, Tennessee
To find my southern roots and drink the Yankee out of me
Stopped in a honky tonk to spend my
I am an open book
With nothing to hide
I wear my broken heart on the outside
You're a mystery
You keep me up all night
I read you best by
handed down
Feel my roots run deep in this ground
So stand me up tall in this seat
Lord help me guide this plow beneath my feet
And turn this earth over
Can't dig up what's in your heart
Wherever you go there you are
Dragging these roots like a bag of bones
I guess where I'm from won't let me go
so take the
Back route back route you get noticed on the streets so
Take the alleyway, alleyway, out the way, scout the prey, route the way
The root
pen inside, still that big mouth talks
And it walks me every single day on the job
I'm fed up, safe to say I've had enough
I'm on a mission,
Show me yuh lip gloss, a weh it cost
Hot peppa sauce, baby you a di boss
Christian Dior tek dem to class
18 shades a long lost
Di mac, di Cover Girl
down
Yellow dog school bus kickin' up red dust
Pickin' us up by a barbed wire fence
MTV on the RCA, no A/C in the vents
We were Jesus save me, blue
down
Yellow dog school bus kickin' up red dust
Pickin' us up by a barbed wire fence
MTV on the RCA, no A/C in the vents
We were Jesus save me, blue
my past and present
Africa you're going to be the future
While you stand behind the Lion
Now EVERYONE can stand up and sing for Roots and culture!
teachers (ya heard!), Mr. K
All of the artists my fellow artist in the game that hold me down and help me out
Talib Kweli, (Mike Sanders), The Roots shout
after robbing me you are the bottom b
Oh lord knows I
Judge nobody
Books by the cover
Books by the cover
Oh lord knows I
Judge nobody
Books by the cover
stay planted
Rooted and established in your love
And when I slip up I'll remember
Oh, how you always root for me
Your love runs so deep
And it wraps me
Sat me down by the sunset
And I watched as the pain kissed my eyes
You didn't want to leave me upset
As you handled your gun with the grace
around and bump the bass was so loud
We'd spark and blaze and roll loud, big ups to the king with no crown
Ain't no chance we slow down, dig in roots til
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