Luyện nghe bài hát Nappy Roots Day

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One of is fat and loud
one is black and proud
Third drunk and wild
fourth one slip and
one of them is shy
last one is young and
homegrown battle tested you gonna these guys
the hood on them guys
the best story yet bonded against all odds
ain't no tearin them
swore (?) till do them in
in reincarnation they would do it again

[Ron
Who ever thought six different strands
lock together locked forever
rockin leathery wood you chicken and cris go good
some watermelon albums sellin coast to coast
across the seas gave we could
our tears our sweat our blood,

I am we are
we are I am
say
We are on a

Now throw your to the sky
turn up the music ride
we representin
we are on a

we are I am
I am we are
Hey, its Roots Day!
we are on a

Now throw your to the sky
bounce to the music we
we right
We are on a

[B. (R. Prophit)]
Now we stronger than wood, (we tougher than leather)
Us yeaga's together (uh uh not just for the cheddar)
Look here we trustin each (Sayin "um you fuck with my brother?)
you gotta suffer the reprocutions we from the gutter
(white kangol white glass six stripped with the matching)
boots came from the ostrich smoke out the nostrals
(havin trouble with student we struggle for too long)
but now we can move on put on my tombstone
(we are because I am ain't to understand it)
far from a star (rather play on my planet)
Power (demanded)
to us was hand
(play it as loud as you can and say how we played it)

[R.
Bring out kids and just treat em
cotton plus freedom
by (?) and feed em
sweet as Temple singin
Clown on the
Spin on the ferris
Its magic floatin, smokin, take up a call from Fish

Scales]
Man, we liven
playas and real estates
weapons we put
we reachin out nappy days

[R.
light up the dark fireworks in the park

[Fish
ala car red wine holly tart
Like comin home
Watchin after the war is
skys confetti
singing out the meddle
get rid of
em away with melodies
irish to
to the lebonese

[Skinny
As I jot down in my note pad day considered important to me
the of my son the day I signed my first recording agreement
it was sorta like my soul to the
and I was him to keep it
but the true essence of this art form be confined to temptation and evil
lots of folks on the to this bullshit and my real yeagas stuck around
so days a tribute a celebration
I am because we all stay
Shit, I am keep it Nappy 365 and 7 days a week
we fortunate to make it out that because the forest roots they runnin deep

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