Vārdi:
Root Tree

knew the whole world would mention me Potentially, I have the key to make G's MC's breeze on my tracks, I rock the root with the trees Killa bees spread

Bitter fruit hangs under the care of the skeleton tree Its roots rest above the settling dust Which will rise and fall, only this time will not return

mouthpiece I can sell it, I can sell it Holla at me in the streets I can sell it I can sell a flat tire to a bike A left to a right, a root beet to

will. Second hand gods, that's all we are. Not creating... manipulating, and leaving the scars. Robbing form the earth and stealing from the trees

whether or not this is a dream or reality Let me appeal to the graces of His majesty Amazing it will be when this tree bears life My roots run to the

we set it Joe Come on let me go, all I want to know Are you all reet? Yes we're all reet I'm like the tree, I'm all root Hep to the jep, what it's all

And we can work it out Mother Nature feeds all In famine and drought Tell those selfish in ways Not to share us out What's a tree without root Lion without

not go. So come all you young lovers Take a warning from me And never hang your affections On a green, growing tree Ooh, on a green, growing tree For the leaves they will wither Roots

Severed me roots of dead family trees Finding the damage inside (Of me) Parting blood red seas on bended knee Too much to ask when it's so hard to breathe