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V]
One of them is fat and
second one is black and
Third one's and wild
fourth one slip and
one of them is shy
last one is and wise
homegrown battle tested you gonna these guys
brought the hood on guys
the best told yet bonded against all odds
ain't no tearin apart
swore (?) till do them in
even in reincarnation they do it again

Clutch]
Who would ever thought six different
would lock together forever
rockin leathery wood told you chicken and go good
with some watermelon sellin coast to coast
across the gave everything we could
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 Nappy Day!
we are on a

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

[B. (R. Prophit)]
Now we stronger than wood, playa (we tougher leather)
Us yeaga's hustle together (uh uh not for the cheddar)
Look here we trustin each other (Sayin "um you fuck my brother?)
you suffer the reprocutions we come from the gutter
(white kangol white glass six suit with the matching)
boots came from the ostrich blowin out the nostrals
(havin trouble student loans we struggle for too long)
but now we can on put that on my tombstone
(we are because I am ain't to understand it)
far from a shootin (rather play on my planet)
respect (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
raised by (?) and em
sweet as Shirly singin
on the charoselle
Spin on the ferris
Its magic floatin, smokin, take up a call from Fish

[Fish
Man, we straight
playas and real estates
weapons we put
we out with nappy days

[R.
Sparklers light up the fireworks in the park

[Fish
ala car red wine holly tart
Like soldiers home
Watchin after the war is
skys raining
out the nappy meddle
get rid of
wash em away melodies
irish to
haitians to the

Deville]
As I jot down in my note pad some day considered to me
the birth of my son the day I signed my first recording
it was like my soul to the devil
and I was allowing him to it
but the true essence of this art form can't be confined to temptation and
lots of folks on the grind to this bullshit and my real yeagas stuck
so this days a tribute a
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 forest roots they runnin

till fade]