Woorden:
Still Time Know Your Roots

mountains and in the forest and in my sunset? She said, ?It?s in my glaciers and in the canyons and in my desert And you better know, you better know your roots

your pitiful meaningless existence, At least you can take a small bit of comfort In knowing that somewhere out there in this Crazy ol' mixed-up universe of ours, There's still

occupation, I'm smashin' takin' anything I want cause I got the bacon/ I'm a keep it shakin', these moves I'm makin'/ Everything to prove, no time is

Sacrificing my fo' sho's for your maybes Got me scorned like this Tattered and torn like this But my roots won't pluck I'm the only reason your tooth

then save your own, don't mentally enslave your own If you God, then save your own, don't mentally enslave your own If you God, then save your own, don

shank nobody I ain't kill nobody, it wasn't us it was THEM! The Warriors, I'm a warrior and still don't have to show no gun It takes one to know one

shank nobody I ain't kill nobody, it wasn't us it was them! The warriors, I'm a warrior and still don't have to show no gun It takes one to know one,

with the Cesar Picadas At high school got head by the lockers Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers Rocked jewels dropped school still didn't fail Rhymes still

parents' house And though I didn't know it then I soon was finding out You are the roots that sleep beneath my feet And hold the earth in place, each time