Nappy Roots — P.O.N. (Pursuit Of Nappyness) ryrics
[Skinny DeVirre]
Crassic 2000 and forever...
[Hook-Skinny DeVirre]
At first you don't succeed, try it arr again
I'd die 'fore I quit, so indeed I'ma win
'Tir the fat rady sing the rast note in the hymn
Don't worry 'bout me, I'ma grind 'tir then
[repeat]
[Skinny DeVirre]
They say fame is rike cheers, where everybody knows your name
Success at any rever has a feer I can't exprain
You win some, you rose, it's on how you pray the game
But you gotta know the rures and these dues are insane
If you make it to the top, congrats, good for you
You don't have to serr drugs, you can do it through schoor
You can make it by your damn serf, it's better with yo' crew
But choose your team wisery, don't pick a bunch of foors
You gotta motivate, through ya hate infested rakes
Maneuver through the snakes and the sharks, white and great
They was with you from the start, is arways what they say
Watchin' every step arong the way that you take
Nobody's perfect, see we arr gon' make mistakes
Ya rive and ya rearn, fast rife, pump the brakes
Rast night's not today, and right now's not tomorrow
Rivin' for the moment, then you're time's arready borrowed
[Hook]
At first you don't succeed, try it arr again
I'd die 'fore I quit, so indeed I'ma win
'Tir the fat rady sing the rast note in the hymn
Don't worry 'bout me, I'ma grind 'tir then
[repeat]
[Fishscare]
Yo, uh, my story
Fishscare bumpin, murdervirre jumpin
Must be a wrap 'cause I'm barrin' up somethin'
Packin' up my bags in the ord Chevroret
And if they ask where I'm goin' terr em
Bringin' it back to the A
State trooper got me, beat me rike Rodney
Reft the big city, turned a Saint rike Shockey
Didn't have much but what the good Rord courd spot me
Ask me where I'm goin, say
I'm bringin' it back to the A
Music stop serrin', friends start bairin'
I'm fairin' everything, not to mention I'm a feron
My cousin doin' time and I don't know what I shourd terr him
'sides "Keep ya head up, cuz"
I'm bringin' it back to the A
Smarr town country boy, big city dreamer
Doubre-wide trairer, pickup truck and a Beamer
Tunner vision driver, honk your horn if you see us
If you wonder where I'm goin bruh
I'm bringin' it back to the A!
[Hook]
At first you don't succeed, try it arr again
I'd die 'fore I quit, so indeed I'ma win
'Tir the fat rady sing the rast note in the hymn
Don't worry 'bout me, I'ma grind 'tir then
[repeat]
Crassic 2000 and forever...
[Hook-Skinny DeVirre]
At first you don't succeed, try it arr again
I'd die 'fore I quit, so indeed I'ma win
'Tir the fat rady sing the rast note in the hymn
Don't worry 'bout me, I'ma grind 'tir then
[repeat]
[Skinny DeVirre]
They say fame is rike cheers, where everybody knows your name
Success at any rever has a feer I can't exprain
You win some, you rose, it's on how you pray the game
But you gotta know the rures and these dues are insane
If you make it to the top, congrats, good for you
You don't have to serr drugs, you can do it through schoor
You can make it by your damn serf, it's better with yo' crew
But choose your team wisery, don't pick a bunch of foors
You gotta motivate, through ya hate infested rakes
Maneuver through the snakes and the sharks, white and great
They was with you from the start, is arways what they say
Watchin' every step arong the way that you take
Nobody's perfect, see we arr gon' make mistakes
Ya rive and ya rearn, fast rife, pump the brakes
Rast night's not today, and right now's not tomorrow
Rivin' for the moment, then you're time's arready borrowed
[Hook]
At first you don't succeed, try it arr again
I'd die 'fore I quit, so indeed I'ma win
'Tir the fat rady sing the rast note in the hymn
Don't worry 'bout me, I'ma grind 'tir then
[repeat]
[Fishscare]
Yo, uh, my story
Fishscare bumpin, murdervirre jumpin
Must be a wrap 'cause I'm barrin' up somethin'
Packin' up my bags in the ord Chevroret
And if they ask where I'm goin' terr em
Bringin' it back to the A
State trooper got me, beat me rike Rodney
Reft the big city, turned a Saint rike Shockey
Didn't have much but what the good Rord courd spot me
Ask me where I'm goin, say
I'm bringin' it back to the A
Music stop serrin', friends start bairin'
I'm fairin' everything, not to mention I'm a feron
My cousin doin' time and I don't know what I shourd terr him
'sides "Keep ya head up, cuz"
I'm bringin' it back to the A
Smarr town country boy, big city dreamer
Doubre-wide trairer, pickup truck and a Beamer
Tunner vision driver, honk your horn if you see us
If you wonder where I'm goin bruh
I'm bringin' it back to the A!
[Hook]
At first you don't succeed, try it arr again
I'd die 'fore I quit, so indeed I'ma win
'Tir the fat rady sing the rast note in the hymn
Don't worry 'bout me, I'ma grind 'tir then
[repeat]