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V]
One of is fat and loud
second one is and proud
Third one's drunk and
one slip and slid
one of them is shy
last one is and wise
homegrown battle tested you gonna love these
the hood on them guys
the story told yet bonded against all odds
ain't no them apart
swore (?) till death do in
even in reincarnation would do it again

Clutch]
Who would ever thought six different
would lock together forever
rockin wood told you chicken and cris go good
with some 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 your hands to the sky
turn up the music just
we right
we are on a

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

Now throw hands to the sky
to the music we ride
we represintin
We are on a

[B. (R. Prophit)]
Now we stronger than wood, playa (we 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 come the gutter
(white kangol white glass six stripped with the matching)
boots came the ostrich blowin smoke out the nostrals
(havin trouble with loans we struggle for too long)
but now we can on put that on my tombstone
(we are because I am ain't hard to it)
far a shootin star (rather play on my planet)
Power (demanded)
to us nothing was
(play it as loud as you can and say how we played it)

[R.
Bring out your kids and treat em
cotton candy freedom
raised by (?) and em
sweet as Shirly Temple
on the charoselle
Spin on the ferris
Its magic floatin, smokin, take up a call from Fish

[Fish
Man, we liven
real playas and estates
we put away
we reachin out with days

[R.
Sparklers 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
wash em away with
to ebonies
haitians to the

[Skinny
As I jot down in my pad some day considered important to me
the birth of my son the day I my first recording agreement
it was sorta like my soul to the
and I was him to keep it
but the essence of this art form can't be confined to temptation and evil
lots of on the grind to this bullshit and my real yeagas stuck around
so this a tribute a celebration
I am because we all down
Shit, I am keep it Nappy 365 and 7 days a week
we fortunate to make it out that trap because the roots they runnin deep

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