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
aint 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, cuz
[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 aint hard to understand
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
aint 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, cuz
[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 aint hard to understand
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
aint 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, cuz
[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 aint hard to understand