Nappy Roots Day - Nappy Roots

Heyyyyyy!

One of em’s fat and loud, second one’s black and proud

Third one’s drunk and wild, fourth one slim and sly

One of em’s just shy, last one young and wise

Homegrown, battle tested, you gon' love these guys

Brotherhood all you got, the best story told yet

Bonded against all odds, ain’t no tearin them apart

Swore, panic, vile, till death do 'em in

Even in reincarnation they would do it again

Who would ever thought six different strands would lock together, locked forever

Rockin +Leather and Wood+, told you +Chicken and Grits+ go good

With some +Watermelon+ albums sellin coast to coast, across the seas

Gave everything we could, our tears, our sweat, our blood, cause

I am because we are, we are because I am

Everbody say (We are a holiday)

Now throw your hands to the sky, turn up the music just right

We representin, why?

(We are a holiday)

We are because I am, I am because we are

Hey, it’s Nappy Roots Day!

(We are a holiday)

Now throw your hands to the sky, bounce to the music we write

We represintin, why?

(We are a holiday)

(R. Prophet)

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 (say, «um you fuck with my brother?»)

You gotta suffer the repercussions, we come from the gutter

(White Kangol, white classics, striking suit with the matches)

Capitals came from the ostrich, blowin smoke out the nostrils

(Prolly 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 (demand it) to us nothin was handed

PLAY IT AS LOUD AS YOU CAN AND, SAY IT JUST HOW WE PLANNED IT

Bring out your kids and treat 'em, cotton candy plus freedom

Raise one for cows and feed 'em, sweet as Shirly Temple’s singin

Clown on the carousel horse, spin on the ferris wheel

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

Man, we livin straight, health plans and real estates

Weapons we put away, we reachin out with Nappy Day

Sparklers light up the dark, fireworks in the park

We eatin — shrimp a la carte, red wine, holly tart

Like soldiers comin home, watchin after war’s gone

Sky’s rainin confetti, singin out the Nappy meddlies

Get rid of felonies, wash away with melodies

Irish to Ebonies, Haitians to the Lebonese

As I jot down in my notepad some days considered important to me

The birth of my son, the day I signed my first recordin agreement

It was sorta like my soul to the devil and I was kinda like allowin him to keep

it

But the true essence of this art form can’t be confined to temptation and evil

Lost some folks on the grind to this bullshit but my real yeagas stuck around

So this day’s a tribute a celebration, I am because we all stay down

Shit, I’mma keep it Nappy 365 and 7 days a week

We fortunate to make it out that trap cause the forest roots stay runnin deep

Yup

(Skinny Deville)

Today I’m feelin so alive, alive…

We ride, ride… (September 16th)

Today I’m feelin so alive, alive…

We ride, ride… (September 16th)

Today I’m feelin so alive, alive…