Don't give up Hold on a little longer What don't kill you Roots, remind me where I'm from Only makes you stronger Even when I'm a thousand miles away from my roots Ooh, I wouldn't change a thing It made the man I am today

I still drive a pickup, I still wear boots Red, white and blue are the colors I bleed I grew up country, I'm proud of my roots I'm a Johnny Cash junkie and a Buck Owens freak Three cords and some down-home soul Some things never grow old I grew up on

(Shadrach, meshack, abednego) Loose booty Booty, loose booty Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey When you're tryin' to flee from any fakin' grin I tell you what to do from, just bring my money in Find yourself some roots to let it all hang out Get into

And I'm miles away from home. Yes, I'm a radical (roots radical), miles away from home..... I'm a true born Jamacan, I'm a radical (roots radical), (roots radical) x2 I'm a radical, (roots radical) They won't see me round the corner, They can't catch me

I'm going back to my roots Another day, another door Another high, another low Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom I know it's gotta go like this, I know Hell will always come before you grow Trouble found me, trouble found me Don't throw stones at me

I've been too low, so it's high time It's high time To slow my roll Let the grass just grow and lean way back It's a fine time To let it it all go Been missing my roots I'm getting rid of the flash Nobody needs a thousand-dollar suit just to take out the

My roots, my roots Run deep into the hollow I'm stronger than I ever knew I'm strong because of you I bite down a little harder My blades a little sharper Strike back a little harder I scream a little louder I hit back a little louder

You come unto me just to question my roots But you could never walk a day in my shoes Fuck this shit, you can find me in the moshpit Been in the game for twelve years, what it do? Take it from the best, everything I do pops Fake ass bitches all around me

'Cause you're my home When you look into my eyes And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul It always comes as a surprise When I feel my withered roots begin to grow Well I never had a place That I could call my very own But that's all right my love When you

It's in my blood and I stain every heart that I use to heal the pain But it's in my roots, it's in my veins So I blame it on the River Lea, the River Lea, the River Lea I can't go back to the river Yeah, I blame it on the River Lea, the River Lea, the