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V]
One of them is fat and
second one is black and
one's drunk and wild
fourth one and slid
one of them is shy
one is young and wise
homegrown battle tested you gonna love guys
brought the hood on guys
the best story told yet against all odds
ain't no them apart
(?) till death do them in
even in reincarnation they do it again

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

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

Now throw 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 throw hands to the sky
to the music we ride
we represintin
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)
here we trustin each other (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 from the ostrich blowin smoke out the
(havin trouble with student we struggle for too long)
but now we can move on put that on my
(we are because I am hard to understand it)
far from a shootin (rather play on my planet)
respect (demanded)
to us was hand
(play it as as you can and say just how we played it)

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

[Fish
Man, we liven
real playas and real
weapons we put
we reachin out nappy days

[R.
Sparklers light up the fireworks in the park

[Fish
ala car red wine holly tart
Like soldiers home
after the war is gone
skys raining
singing out the nappy
get rid of
wash em with melodies
to ebonies
haitians to the

Deville]
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 my soul to the devil
and I was him to keep it
but the essence of this art form can't be confined to temptation and evil
lots of folks on the grind to this and my real yeagas stuck around
so days a tribute a celebration
I am we all stay down
Shit, I am keep it Nappy 365 and 7 days a week
we fortunate to make it out that trap because the forest they runnin deep

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