Nappy Roots Day

[Big V]

One of them is fat and loud

second one is black and proud

Third one's drunk and wild

fourth one slim and sly

one of them is just shy

last one is young and wise

homegrown battle tested you gonna love these guys

brought the hood on them guys

the best story told yet bonded against all odds

aint no tearin them apart

swore (?) till death do them in

even in reincarnation they would do it again

[Ron Clutch]

Who would ever thought six different strands

would lock together locked forever

rockin leathery wood told you chicken and cris go good

with some watermelon albums sellin coast to coast

across the seas gave everything we could

our tears our sweat our blood, cuz

[Chorus]

I am because we are

we are because I am

Everbody say

We are on a holiday

Now throw your hands to the sky

turn up the music just ride

we representin right

we are on a holiday

we are because I am

I am because we are

Hey, its Nappy Roots Day!

we are on a holiday

Now throw your hands to the sky

bounce to the music we ride

we represintin right

We are on a holiday

[B. Stille (R. Prophit)]

Now we stronger than wood, playa (we tougher than leather)

Us yeaga's hustle together (uh uh not just for the cheddar)

Look here we trustin each other (Sayin "um you fuck with my brother?)

you gotta suffer the reprocutions we come from the gutter

(white kangol white glass six stripped suit with the matching)

boots came from the ostrich blowin smoke out the nostrals

(havin trouble with student loans we struggle for too long)

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 play on my planet)

Power respect (demanded)

to us nothing was hand

(play it as loud as you can and say just how we played it)

[Chorus]

[R. Prophit]

Bring out your kids and just treat em

cotton candy plus freedom

raised by (?) and feed em

sweet as Shirly Temple singin

Clown on the charoselle

Spin on the ferris wheel

Its magic floatin, smokin, take up a call from Fish Scales

[Fish Scales]

Man, we liven straight

real playas and real estates

weapons we put away

we reachin out with nappy days

[R. Prophit]

Sparklers light up the dark fireworks in the park

[Fish Scales]

Shrimp ala car red wine holly tart

Like soldiers comin home

Watchin after the war is gone

skys raining confetti

singing out the nappy meddle

get rid of felonies

wash em away with melodies

irish to ebonies

haitians to the lebonese

[Skinny Deville]

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 like my soul to the devil

and I was allowing him to keep it

but the true essence of this art form cant be confined to temptation and evil

lots of folks on the grind to this bullshit and my real yeagas stuck around

so this days a tribute a celebration

I am because we all 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