Luyện nghe bài hát Roots of Creation

One two four!

Pull up honey, if ya got a pussy and
Shake your ass like you're ready to
Well, muy high
muy low
When me ready then they follow me home like a
of creation

I am in a boring nation
I pull up my hands and I look at my
The reggae music make me so sweet
'Cause we play it, evening and all of the day
It's the sweet music makes me feel okay
The roots of

Said, I am in a plastic nation
I up my hat, my coat is so wide
Sometimes, sometimes I feel so
But all the time I airie
I airie when I'm down with the scene called
of creation
I am living in a plastic

One time!
Well, up here honey like you got limbo
Well pull up your like you're ready to go
Give me, me something high
me something slow
me something, I can use
Give me something, I can

You're the and the mind one
Part of or two
I feel a person to be a different place
I'm in a different place
Sometime, I although its fin
Pull up your style make it so fine
With ah, up hands with me

of creation
I am living in a nation
A pull up sound with Happoldt at my left
I got at my right

We rock the reggae every day and night
We rock the reggae music, say it's on time
'Cause down with the music that they call Sublime
I'm living in a different

style again!
Gonna win me back feel so fine
Bring me to the place so right
We rock the so late at night
a guitar pick in my hand

What to make me a man
Me help a little girl this

the roots of creation
I am in a plastic nation
I pull up my hand, left
Do the music, make me say me it
Read me on and me know me are wrong
Me am a white boy but I a reggae song

roots of creation
I am in a plastic nation
My are high, my ink is dry
My love for you, it never die
Say me love you me will testify
Me love the music make me so high

called roots of creation
I am living in a plastic
Oh, in a nation
a boring station, a boring

One time!
up here honey if you got limbo
Pull it up make it up bounce I want it to be slow
I wanna make it sound

I wanna make it strong
Give me kind of music you rock all night
Like a of creation
I am living in a boring

So up my life
up my life
Take out the
Take out out the strife

me some music make it sound so nice
Give me kinda music we wanna singa song twice
Like roots of
I am in a plastic nation

I up my hand, my seat is wobbly
Pull up your hands and it sounds like
'Cause I my beer dry
the gin and the gin

Love the kinda drink, ya know, me sick
Me feel no nice but likewise
me drink gin like wine twice
I make me feel so sadder, aya!