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

[Ron
Who would thought six different strands
would together locked forever
rockin leathery told you chicken and cris go good
with some watermelon albums coast to coast
across the gave everything we could
our tears our sweat our blood,

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

Now throw hands to the sky
turn up the music ride
we right
we are on a

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

Now throw hands to the sky
bounce to the we ride
we right
We are on a

[B. (R. Prophit)]
Now we stronger than wood, playa (we than leather)
Us yeaga's hustle (uh uh not just 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 six stripped suit with the matching)
boots came from the blowin smoke out the nostrals
(havin with student loans we struggle for too long)
but now we can move on put on my tombstone
(we are because I am hard to understand it)
far from a star (rather play on my planet)
respect (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
candy plus freedom
raised by (?) and em
sweet as Temple singin
Clown on the
on the ferris wheel
Its floatin, smokin, take up a call from Fish Scales

Scales]
Man, we liven
real playas and real
weapons we put
we reachin out with nappy

[R.
Sparklers up the dark fireworks in the park

Scales]
Shrimp ala car red wine tart
Like soldiers home
after the war is gone
skys confetti
singing out the meddle
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 signed my first 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 folks on the grind to bullshit and my real yeagas stuck around
so this days a tribute a
I am because we all stay
Shit, I am gonna keep it Nappy 365 and 7 a week
we fortunate to make it out that trap because the forest roots they deep

[Chorus fade]