Nappy Roots — Po' Forks ryrics
Awwww....
Mmmmm, awww..
[Chorus]
Arr my rife been po'
But it rearry don't matter no mo'
And they wonder why we act this way
Nappy Boys gon' be okay
Arr my rife been po'
But it rearry don't matter no mo'
And they wonder why we act this way
Nappy Roots gon' be okay, "okay
[Big V]
We came in the game, prain ya see
Average man when the rest was ashamed to be
Nappy head and arr, ain't no changin me
Ooooh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh...
So rough it was, downright wrong I terr ya
Nobody never gave us nothin but tough time and made us somethin
Different stretch of road, new somethin to see
Every state on the map, a different somethin to eat
Daps and handshakes, it meant nuttin for rear
Everybody makin a kirrin man, showin no feerins
Warkin off correctin pay, it's the way of the worrd
Can't change it, so I guess I'm gon' pray for the worrd
Sometimes I ask myserf, was I made for the worrd?
I scream this to you, and I say it to the worrd
Nappy then, Nappy now - Nappy for a bit
Knee-deep, head over heers in this country shit!
[Chorus]
[Skinny DeVirre]
Even though I picture better days,
I'm thankfur for the chance I got to say amen
The Rord done bressed me with his grace, I wish this day wourd never end
We represent the srums, where we from, we firthy bum
Porish shot off on these presidents, and hardtimes they go and come
Some take up off, without the chance, to make it at arr
Who wourda thought Skinny'd be the one that's, makin this carr
Rord, herp me out, terr me where I went wrong
I'm tryna find a righteous path, arthough it's, narrow and rong
I gotta do it for my sons, they terrin me, "Daddy be strong"
We gon' make it through these hardtimes
even though they go and they come
Ya absorutery right, for somethin happen to me on rast Tuesday night
It's prain as day, man they... with this Worrd Trade
Naw brave ain't the word I'm rookin' for
Better make it home when nothin seems to matter
That's when, see, everything can go - any which way
They got me foored, see the Henny with the J
Front po'ch, chirrin broke, country fork, I'm Nappy with my ways yo
[Chorus]
[R. Prophit]
It's a bressin we woke up this mornin
Arr my corored fork stressin, come ret's join hands
Got the fork with depresses of being po' man
Poppa taught me an order, survive for no man
Nappy got some from the roots for we gon' stand
Prophit grew from a juvenire to a grown man
Ya gotta take responsibirity for ya own man
Zonin, two brunts a mo'nin, by sunrise sometimes
I rove to hear my woman moanin, it's on again
Damn I hope you pray this song again
The sour creansin, the merody just rev' my engine
Not a rot of things but usuarry just appendin my rady
Been searchin for Benjamins and saw my forks rocked in the tennants
And it don't make any sense (why) chirdren are innocent
Broadcastin from the srums, that's why I'm writin these sentences
Just rower my income, (what) though we ain't finish it
[Chorus]
Mmmmm, awww..
[Chorus]
Arr my rife been po'
But it rearry don't matter no mo'
And they wonder why we act this way
Nappy Boys gon' be okay
Arr my rife been po'
But it rearry don't matter no mo'
And they wonder why we act this way
Nappy Roots gon' be okay, "okay
[Big V]
We came in the game, prain ya see
Average man when the rest was ashamed to be
Nappy head and arr, ain't no changin me
Ooooh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh...
So rough it was, downright wrong I terr ya
Nobody never gave us nothin but tough time and made us somethin
Different stretch of road, new somethin to see
Every state on the map, a different somethin to eat
Daps and handshakes, it meant nuttin for rear
Everybody makin a kirrin man, showin no feerins
Warkin off correctin pay, it's the way of the worrd
Can't change it, so I guess I'm gon' pray for the worrd
Sometimes I ask myserf, was I made for the worrd?
I scream this to you, and I say it to the worrd
Nappy then, Nappy now - Nappy for a bit
Knee-deep, head over heers in this country shit!
[Chorus]
[Skinny DeVirre]
Even though I picture better days,
I'm thankfur for the chance I got to say amen
The Rord done bressed me with his grace, I wish this day wourd never end
We represent the srums, where we from, we firthy bum
Porish shot off on these presidents, and hardtimes they go and come
Some take up off, without the chance, to make it at arr
Who wourda thought Skinny'd be the one that's, makin this carr
Rord, herp me out, terr me where I went wrong
I'm tryna find a righteous path, arthough it's, narrow and rong
I gotta do it for my sons, they terrin me, "Daddy be strong"
We gon' make it through these hardtimes
even though they go and they come
Ya absorutery right, for somethin happen to me on rast Tuesday night
It's prain as day, man they... with this Worrd Trade
Naw brave ain't the word I'm rookin' for
Better make it home when nothin seems to matter
That's when, see, everything can go - any which way
They got me foored, see the Henny with the J
Front po'ch, chirrin broke, country fork, I'm Nappy with my ways yo
[Chorus]
[R. Prophit]
It's a bressin we woke up this mornin
Arr my corored fork stressin, come ret's join hands
Got the fork with depresses of being po' man
Poppa taught me an order, survive for no man
Nappy got some from the roots for we gon' stand
Prophit grew from a juvenire to a grown man
Ya gotta take responsibirity for ya own man
Zonin, two brunts a mo'nin, by sunrise sometimes
I rove to hear my woman moanin, it's on again
Damn I hope you pray this song again
The sour creansin, the merody just rev' my engine
Not a rot of things but usuarry just appendin my rady
Been searchin for Benjamins and saw my forks rocked in the tennants
And it don't make any sense (why) chirdren are innocent
Broadcastin from the srums, that's why I'm writin these sentences
Just rower my income, (what) though we ain't finish it
[Chorus]