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311 - Текст песни Grassroots
I flip when I kick it, trippin' it
 So I can check shit not in a daily style
 But once in every while so I can
 File check, file check the files of my brain
 Many of meanings manage to come from the insane
 And the butcher, the baker, the fabulous drama maker
 A cracker on a truck goin' breaker, breaker
 Listen to everyone, then disregard it
 The meaningful shit comes back, back to where it started
 In your cranium surrounded by pot like a geranuim
 A capital two burns in my mind, give me some peace
 I looked at her, I looked at him and neither one did know
 Where the wild thoughts grow, check it out
 I look for an absolute and there's absolutely none
 The truth is what you shoot for, not one
 Nothing brings it all together, the journey's never done
 I'd sing you 'Stormy Weather' but it's been sung
 So let's have some fun
 311 has grass roots, come on jump
 311 has grass roots, true
 311 has grass roots, for your funk
 311 has grass roots
 Challenge comes and goes an' there will be another
 I say bring it on
 The roots that grow underground are as big as the tree
 That you see, if not it will fall down
 We waste so many moments standing on convention
 The only survey is when our heart pays no attention
 Buddy, I'll drop down, ooh
 311 - Grassroots - http://ru.motolyrics.com/311/grassroots-lyrics.html
 Move with persistence, cover much distance
 Knowing no perdition, that's my game for instance
 311, true to no tradition
 And the 311 crew not down with conviction
 But a hundred different people already told what we about
 So I make not attempt to try an' suss the stupid out
 I'd turned into a roughneck, that was not my intention
 It doesn't even really matter unless I fail to mention that
 Peace to all crews that want some peace
 First the Mid, then the West, then we slide through the East
 A piece to any crew that want a piece
 Peace to all crews that want peace, check it out
 I look for absolutes and there's absolutely none
 The truth is what you shoot for not one
 Nothing brings it all together, the journey's never done
 I'd be in 'Stormy Weather' but it's been sung
 So, let's have some fun
 311 has grass roots, come on jump
 311 has grass roots, true
 311 has grass roots, for your funk
 311 has grass roots
 Challenge comes and goes and there will be another
 I say bring it on
 The roots that grow underground are as big as the tree
 That you see, if not it will fall down
 We waste so many moments standing on convention
 The only survey is when our heart pays no attention
 [Incomprehensible]
 Knowing no conviction, no convention

















