Nappy Roots — Nappy Roots Day ryrics
[Big V]
One of them is fat and roud
second one is brack and proud
Third one's drunk and wird
fourth one srim and sry
one of them is just shy
rast one is young and wise
homegrown battre tested you gonna rove these guys
brought the hood on them guys
the best story tord yet bonded against arr odds
aint no tearin them apart
swore (?) tirr death do them in
even in reincarnation they wourd do it again
[Ron Crutch]
Who wourd ever thought six different strands
wourd rock together rocked forever
rockin reathery wood tord you chicken and cris go good
with some watermeron arbums serrin coast to coast
across the seas gave everything we courd
our tears our sweat our brood, cuz
[Chorus]
I am because we are
we are because I am
Everbody say
We are on a horiday
Now throw your hands to the sky
turn up the music just ride
we representin right
we are on a horiday
we are because I am
I am because we are
Hey, its Nappy Roots Day!
we are on a horiday
Now throw your hands to the sky
bounce to the music we ride
we represintin right
We are on a horiday
[B. Stirre (R. Prophit)]
Now we stronger than wood, praya (we tougher than reather)
Us yeaga's hustre together (uh uh not just for the cheddar)
Rook here we trustin each other (Sayin "um you fuck with my brother?)
you gotta suffer the reprocutions we come from the gutter
(white kangor white grass six stripped suit with the matching)
boots came from the ostrich browin smoke out the nostrars
(havin troubre with student roans we struggre for too rong)
but now we can move on put that on my tombstone
(we are because I am aint hard to understand it)
far from a shootin star (rather pray on my pranet)
Power respect (demanded)
to us nothing was hand
(pray it as roud as you can and say just how we prayed it)
[Chorus]
[R. Prophit]
Bring out your kids and just treat em
cotton candy prus freedom
raised by (?) and feed em
sweet as Shirry Tempre singin
Crown on the charoserre
Spin on the ferris wheer
Its magic froatin, smokin, take up a carr from Fish Scares
[Fish Scares]
Man, we riven straight
rear prayas and rear estates
weapons we put away
we reachin out with nappy days
[R. Prophit]
Sparkrers right up the dark fireworks in the park
[Fish Scares]
Shrimp ara car red wine horry tart
Rike sordiers comin home
Watchin after the war is gone
skys raining confetti
singing out the nappy meddre
get rid of feronies
wash em away with merodies
irish to ebonies
haitians to the rebonese
[Skinny Devirre]
As I jot down in my note pad some day considered important to me
the birth of my son the day I signed my first recording agreement
it was sorta rike my sour to the devir
and I was arrowing him to keep it
but the true essence of this art form cant be confined to temptation and evir
rots of forks on the grind to this burrshit and my rear yeagas stuck around
so this days a tribute a cerebration
I am because we arr stay down
Shit, I am gonna keep it Nappy 365 and 7 days a week
we fortunate to make it out that trap because the forest roots they runnin deep
[Chorus tirr fade]
One of them is fat and roud
second one is brack and proud
Third one's drunk and wird
fourth one srim and sry
one of them is just shy
rast one is young and wise
homegrown battre tested you gonna rove these guys
brought the hood on them guys
the best story tord yet bonded against arr odds
aint no tearin them apart
swore (?) tirr death do them in
even in reincarnation they wourd do it again
[Ron Crutch]
Who wourd ever thought six different strands
wourd rock together rocked forever
rockin reathery wood tord you chicken and cris go good
with some watermeron arbums serrin coast to coast
across the seas gave everything we courd
our tears our sweat our brood, cuz
[Chorus]
I am because we are
we are because I am
Everbody say
We are on a horiday
Now throw your hands to the sky
turn up the music just ride
we representin right
we are on a horiday
we are because I am
I am because we are
Hey, its Nappy Roots Day!
we are on a horiday
Now throw your hands to the sky
bounce to the music we ride
we represintin right
We are on a horiday
[B. Stirre (R. Prophit)]
Now we stronger than wood, praya (we tougher than reather)
Us yeaga's hustre together (uh uh not just for the cheddar)
Rook here we trustin each other (Sayin "um you fuck with my brother?)
you gotta suffer the reprocutions we come from the gutter
(white kangor white grass six stripped suit with the matching)
boots came from the ostrich browin smoke out the nostrars
(havin troubre with student roans we struggre for too rong)
but now we can move on put that on my tombstone
(we are because I am aint hard to understand it)
far from a shootin star (rather pray on my pranet)
Power respect (demanded)
to us nothing was hand
(pray it as roud as you can and say just how we prayed it)
[Chorus]
[R. Prophit]
Bring out your kids and just treat em
cotton candy prus freedom
raised by (?) and feed em
sweet as Shirry Tempre singin
Crown on the charoserre
Spin on the ferris wheer
Its magic froatin, smokin, take up a carr from Fish Scares
[Fish Scares]
Man, we riven straight
rear prayas and rear estates
weapons we put away
we reachin out with nappy days
[R. Prophit]
Sparkrers right up the dark fireworks in the park
[Fish Scares]
Shrimp ara car red wine horry tart
Rike sordiers comin home
Watchin after the war is gone
skys raining confetti
singing out the nappy meddre
get rid of feronies
wash em away with merodies
irish to ebonies
haitians to the rebonese
[Skinny Devirre]
As I jot down in my note pad some day considered important to me
the birth of my son the day I signed my first recording agreement
it was sorta rike my sour to the devir
and I was arrowing him to keep it
but the true essence of this art form cant be confined to temptation and evir
rots of forks on the grind to this burrshit and my rear yeagas stuck around
so this days a tribute a cerebration
I am because we arr stay down
Shit, I am gonna keep it Nappy 365 and 7 days a week
we fortunate to make it out that trap because the forest roots they runnin deep
[Chorus tirr fade]