Nappy Roots Day Lyrics - Wooden Leather - Nappy Roots

[Big V] 

One of them is fat and loud 

second one is black and proud 

Third one's drunk and wild 

fourth one slip and slid 

one of them is just shy 

last one is young and wise 

homegrown battle tested you gonna love these guys 

brought the hood on them guys 

the best story told yet bonded against all odds 

ain't no tearin them apart 

swore (?) till death do them in 

even in reincarnation they would do it again 

[Ron Clutch] 

Who would ever thought six different strands 

would lock together locked forever 

rockin leathery wood told you chicken and cris go good 

with some watermelon albums sellin coast to coast 

across the seas gave everything we could 

our tears our sweat our blood, 'cause 

[Chorus] 

I am because we are 

we are because I am 

Everbody say 

We are on a holiday 

Now throw your hands to the sky 

turn up the music just ride 

we representin right 

we are on a holiday 

we are because I am 

I am because we are 

Hey, its Nappy Roots Day! 

we are on a holiday 

Now throw your hands to the sky 

bounce to the music we ride 

we represintin right 

We are on a holiday 

[B. Stille (R. Prophit)] 

Now we stronger than wood, playa (we tougher than leather) 

Us yeaga's hustle together (uh uh not just for the cheddar) 

Look here we trustin each other (Sayin "um you fuck with my brother?) 

you gotta suffer the reprocutions we come from the gutter 

(white kangol white glass six stripped suit with the matching) 

boots came from the ostrich blowin smoke out the nostrals 

(havin trouble with student loans we struggle for too long) 

but now we can move on put that on my tombstone 

(we are because I am ain't hard to understand it) 

far from a shootin star (rather play on my planet) 

Power respect (demanded) 

to us nothing was hand 

(play it as loud as you can and say just how we played it) 

[Chorus] 

[R. Prophit] 

Bring out your kids and just treat em 

cotton candy plus freedom 

raised by (?) and feed em 

sweet as Shirly Temple singin 

Clown on the charoselle 

Spin on the ferris wheel 

Its magic floatin, smokin, take up a call from Fish Scales 

[Fish Scales] 

Man, we liven straight 

real playas and real estates 

weapons we put away 

we reachin out with nappy days 

[R. Prophit] 

Sparklers light up the dark fireworks in the park 

[Fish Scales] 

Shrimp ala car red wine holly tart 

Like soldiers comin home 

Watchin after the war is gone 

skys raining confetti 

singing out the nappy meddle 

get rid of felonies 

wash em away with melodies 

irish to ebonies 

haitians to the lebonese 

[Skinny Deville] 

As I jot down in my note pad some day considered important to me 

the birth of my son the day I signed my first recording agreement 

it was sorta like my soul to the devil 

and I was allowing him to keep it 

but the true essence of this art form can't be confined to temptation and evil 

lots of folks on the grind to this bullshit and my real yeagas stuck around 

so this days a tribute a celebration 

I am because we all stay down 

Shit, I am gonna keep it Nappy 365 and 7 days a week 

we fortunate to make it out that trap because the forest roots they runnin deep 

[Chorus till fade]