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One of them is fat and
one is black and proud
Third one's and wild
fourth one slip and
one of them is shy
last one is and wise
homegrown battle tested you gonna love guys
the hood on them guys
the story told yet bonded against all odds
no tearin them apart
swore (?) till death do in
even in reincarnation they do it again

[Ron
Who ever thought six different strands
would lock together locked
rockin leathery told you chicken and cris go good
with some watermelon albums sellin coast to
across the seas gave everything we
our our sweat our blood, 'cause

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

Now your hands to the sky
up the music just ride
we representin
we are on a

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

Now your hands to the sky
bounce to the we ride
we right
We are on a

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

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

Scales]
Man, we liven
real playas and real
we put away
we out with nappy days

[R.
Sparklers light up the dark fireworks in the

Scales]
Shrimp ala car red wine holly
soldiers comin home
Watchin the war is gone
skys confetti
out the nappy 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 birth of my son the day I signed my first agreement
it was like my soul to the devil
and I was allowing him to it
but the essence of this art form can't be confined to temptation and evil
lots of folks on the grind to this bullshit and my yeagas stuck around
so this days a a celebration
I am because we all down
Shit, I am gonna it Nappy 365 and 7 days a week
we fortunate to make it out that trap because the forest roots they runnin

[Chorus fade]