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QUEEN ELIZABETH'S VISIT TO NEW HEBRIDES 1974

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Abundance Of Rare Deep-Sea Life Found In New Hebrides Trench | Video

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Updated: 04 Sep 2014
author: LiveScienceVideos

The first expedition to the deep New Hebrides trench in the Pacific Ocean discovered cusk eels and prawns more than 23000 feet (7000 meters) below the surf...

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Vila, Vanuatu New Hebrides)

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Updated: 20 Jan 2014
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Mendelssohn's Hebrides Overture - "Fingal's Cave"

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Updated: 05 Sep 2014
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Felix Mendelssohn's The Hebrides Overture ("Fingal's Cave"), Op. 26 Berliner Philhamoniker, Herbert von Karajan Conducting.

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Mendelssohn - Hebrides Overture (Fingal's Cave) (Abbado)

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Updated: 04 Sep 2014
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Felix Mendelssohn - Hebrides Overture (Fingal's Cave), Op. 26 London Symphony Orchestra - Claudio Abbado.

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The Hebrides, Op. 26 "Fingal's Cave" by Felix Mendelssohn (1809-1847)

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Updated: 05 Sep 2014
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San Francisco Conservatory of Music Orchestra Scott Sandmeier, conductor Notes: The inspiration for The Hebrides overture came to Felix Mendelssohn while he ...

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Fighting Squadron 33 (VF-33), Havannah Harbor, Efate, New Hebrides, 02/17/1944 m55

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Updated: 15 Nov 2014

Freely downloadable at the Internet Archive, where I first uploaded it. Naval Photographic Center film #1700. National Archives description "MS SCU, Plane crew briefed by the Lt. Cdr Russell-SV. MS, Pilots enterF4F cockpit. SCU F6F prop warms up. SCU Russel on cockpit (light leaks). MSSCU F6Fs taxi past from revetments-SV. AVL F6F formations over water,(somelight leaks). GV Echelon 4 F6Fs approach, make steep climb-SV. GV MS-PanCrewman gas F6F. F6Fs taxi to revetments." National Archives Identifier: 76149

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WWII Navy Base Hospital No. 3, Espiritu Santo, New Hebrides, 04/07/1943 (full)

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Updated: 03 Feb 2014
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Freely downloadable at the Internet Archive, where I first uploaded it. Naval Photographic Center film #765. National Archives description: "1) GV Ambulatory...

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WWII Navy Base Hospital No. 3, Espiritu Santo, New Hebrides, 04/07/1943 (full)

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Updated: 13 Apr 2014
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Freely downloadable at the Internet Archive, where I first uploaded it. Naval Photographic Center film #759, National Archives description: "1) CU Sign: In J...

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WWII Navy Base Hospital No. 3, Espiritu Santo, New Hebrides, 04/12/1943 (full)

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Updated: 10 Apr 2014
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Freely downloadable at the Internet Archive, where I first uploaded it. National Archives description: "1) MS Hosp.ward, 2 patients in bed, corpsmen sprinkle...

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The Condominium of the New Hebrides: A Brief History of Vanuatu

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Updated: 23 May 2014
author: William F.S. Miles

Professor William Miles (Political Science, Northeastern University) discusses the history of the New Hebrides (Vanuatu) Condominium near Dolphin Island, Santo.

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UNC String band new hebrides sound

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Updated: 25 Nov 2012
author: peter johnson

HIENGHENE FESTIVAL 08.09.2012.

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First Look At Unexpected Sea Creatures In New Hebrides Trench

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Updated: 25 Jun 2014
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Scientists have taken their first look into the previously unexplored territory.

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ULTRA RARE 1979 NEW HEBRIDES 500 FRANCS PATTERN SILVER COIN

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Updated: 16 Nov 2014

The Breastfeeding Coin That Caused An Uproar Before Alyssa Milano's breastfeeding selfie, there was the 1979 New Hebrides breastfeeding coin. The coin disgusted and enraged so many people, that most of the 60 coins minted were destroyed. An interesting coin with an interesting story, a programming notice, and a little discussion on what is going on in the derivatives market. *** The New Hebrides 1979 Pattern Silver '1000 Above' Pure 0.1000 500 Francs Coin, Mintage = 1. Total mintage of non-pattern coin (Sterling 0.925) = 60. ***

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Mendelssohn: The Hebrides ~ Ouverture | John Eliot Gardiner

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Updated: 24 Feb 2014

__ Mendelssohn: The Hebrides ~ Ouverture London Symphony Orchestra Conducted by John Eliot Gardiner __

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WW2 U.S. Marine Fighter Pilots, Espiritu Santo, New Hebrides (full)

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Updated: 14 Sep 2014

Freely downloadable at the Internet Archive, where I first uploaded it. Extracted from Naval Photographic Center film #1001. National Archives description "MARINE FIGHTER PILOTS AT ESPIRITU SANTO, New Hebrides17) MCU Pilot climbing out of cockpit of F4U "Corsair".18) MCU Plane captain hands parachute to pilot.19) CU Marine signaling an aircraft in; F4U taxies by in BG.20) MCU Same as above; man (stripped to waist) gives signal for a/c to taxi in.21) CU Man with a tattoo on his arm.22) MS Three pilots walking toward bldg. and talking.23) LS TBF landing at Espiritu Santo.24) MLS Rear view of a/c taxing away from camera.25) MLS SBD landing.26) LS F4U landing and taxiing down airstrip.27) MLS SBD "Dauntless" landing.28) MS F4U taxiing, man running just ahead of it and signaling to pilot.29) MS Stern view of group of F4U's as they taxi away from camera to take off area.30) LS F4U taking off; another one taxies in FG. SV31) MLS F4U taxiing for take off."

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WWII Navy Base Hospital No. 3, Espiritu Santo, New Hebrides, 04/09/1943

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Updated: 16 Dec 2013

Freely downloadable at the Internet Archive, where I first uploaded it. Naval Photographic Center film #766. National Archives description: "1) NS Hosp.laundry, sailors dump, sort linen. 2) S-CU Sailor dumps linen in washing machine 3) CU Washing machine.Sailor turns switch 4) MS Wringing linen.S-CU Automatic drier, dried linen SV 5) CU Drier, sailor closes door.MS starts drier. 6) S-CU Sailor takes salt tablet, drinks from flask 7) S-HS, S-CU Water truck, sailor fills tank, turns valve 8) S-CU Signs:"Drinking Water Only". GV Evaporate 9) S-CU Men operate valves. Water runs out 10)S-CU Chiseling salt from pipes of evaporator 11)S-HS Medium tank, water pours in, tilt to harbor, APs BG"

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The Romance of Missionary Heroism:The Apostle of the New Hebrides - John Lambert / 23 of 24

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A large video collection of classic hymns, contemporary Praise and Worship songs, and the works (audio books, devotional readings, and sermons) of men greatl...

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Sand drawings of the New Hebrides, made to music

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Updated: 14 Dec 2012
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My attempt to recreate some of the sand drawings which were recoded by Cambridge Anthropologist, Bernard Deacon in the New Hebrides 1921-24. The lovely song ...

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WW2: Sunday Activities, Espiritu Santo Island, New Hebrides (Apr. 28, 1943)

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Updated: 29 Dec 2014

1) GV, MS, CU Camouflaged mess hall, men lined up enter2) SHS & CU Men wash kits--(scratched)3) GV CU Sailors repair road, shovel dirt from truck, etc.4) CU Man shovels dirt from truck5) SHS Man levels dirt on road6) SCU Sailor undresses, crawls in bunk, arranges mosquito bar, kills mosquitos.7) MS & SCU Sailor husks, extracts meat from onu8) MS & SCU man makes ash tray from coconut9) MS Sailor in hammock, fan himself10)MS Sailor decorates hut "lawn" with coconuts11)CU Sailor makes cross from coconut leaf12)GV Sailor approaches13)SCU Sailor in tent, puts on clo, walks out14)MS & CU Sailors read camp newspaper This item was produced or created: 4/28/1943 National Archives Identifier: 75662 Local Identifier: 428-NPC-760 Creator(s): Department of Defense. Department of the Navy. Naval Photographic Center.

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WW2: Base Hospital No. 3, Espiritu Santo Island, New Hebrides (Apr. 12, 1943)

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Updated: 29 Dec 2014

1) MS Hosp.ward, 2 patients in bed, corpsmen sprinkle sulfa powder on man's chest.2) MS, CU Corpsmen spray wax on man's chest & back3) MS Sailor talks to wounded manin ward4) S-CU, S-HS Wounded man, Sailor talks to him. SV5) CU Corpsman with chart.Sign:"Receiving Ward B-Surgery"6) MS Hosp.ward, D. & man enter.GV Hosp. wards.7) S-HS Men spray water, mosquito control8) GV & S-CU Corpsman put plaster cast on man's leg. SV9) GV Hosp.ambul. FG.S-CU removing litter from amb10)MS 3 wounded ear, Capt.White, MC. inspects11)CU Wounded smile.CU DR's insignia12)MS, CU Ward entrance, Capt.White & Cdr. Bowen talk13)S-CU & CU Corpsman wash handsll syringe14)CU Corpsman's rating badge15)S-CU & CU DR. treats, removes foreign body man's eye.SV. This item was produced or created: 4/12/1943 National Archives Identifier: 75668 Local Identifier: 428-NPC-767 Creator(s): Department of Defense. Department of the Navy. Naval Photographic Center.

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Eleanor Roosevelt Visits Espiritu Santo, New Hebrides, & Aore Island Rec Center, 1943 (full)

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Duration: 6:06
Updated: 31 Aug 2014
author: WWIIPublicDomain

Freely downloadable at the Internet Archive, where I first uploaded it. Extracted from Naval Photographic Center film #1144. National Archives description "1...

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The Hebridean Revival - Duncan Campbell

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Updated: 29 Aug 2014
author: ByFaith Media

The Hebridean Revival Duncan Cambell. Clip from the DVD Great Christian Revivals, 72 minutes long , from www.byfaith.org.

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Lewis and Harris, Outer Hebrides Islands, Scotland - Best Travel Destination

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Updated: 21 Mar 2015

Lewis and Harris in the Outer Hebrides make up the largest island in Scotland. This is the third largest single island of the British Isles, after Great Britain and Ireland. The northern part of the island is called Lewis, the southern is Harris and both are frequently referred to as if they were separate islands. The boundary between Lewis and Harris is formed by a line with Loch Resort on the west and Loch Seaforth on the east. The island does not have a common name in either English or Scottish Gaelic and is referred to as 'Lewis and Harris', 'Lewis with Harris', 'Harris with Lewis' etc. Rarely, the collective name of the Long Island is used, although this is normally applied to the entire Outer Hebrides. Most of Harris is very hilly, with more than thirty peaks above 1,000 ft (300 m) high and seven mountains, defined as Corbetts. It has an area of 841 square miles (2,178 km2) – slightly under one per cent of the area of Great Britain. It is 24 miles (39 km) from the nearest point of the mainland, from which it is separated by the Minch. Lewis is comparatively flat, save in the south-east, where Ben More reaches 1,874 ft (571 m), and in the south-west, where Mealasbhal 1,885 ft (575 m) is the highest point. Lewis and Harris is the most populous of the Scottish islands, and had just over 20,500 residents in 2011, a rise of 5.6% from the 2001 census total of 19,918. The civil parish of Stornoway, including the main town of the island itself and various nearby villages, has a population of approximately 12,000.

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The Hebrides

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The Hebrides comprise a widespread and diverse archipelago off the west coast of mainland Scotland. There are two main groups: the Inner and Outer Hebrides. These ... The concert overture The Hebrides, Op. 26, also known as Fingal's Cave (Die Fingalshöhle), was composed by Felix Mendelssohn in 1830. The piece was inspired by ... Find information and ideas on the Outer Hebrides with things to see and do, accommodation and travel information and advice. Hebrides - Virtual Hebrides Guide to the Inner & Outer Islands. A community web site with 1,000's of pages about the inner and outer islands and all things Hebridean. Open source travel guide to Hebrides, featuring up-to-date information on attractions, hotels, restaurants, nightlife, travel tips and more. Free and reliable advice ... The Inner Hebrides are a chain of islands and skerries located off the west coast of mainland Scotland. There are 36 inhabited islands in this archipelago of which ...

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Prince Edward Island Real Estate Canada Hebrides New London Waterfront Cottage Overview PEI CREA

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Updated: 21 Aug 2014
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Outer Hebrides, Orkney and Scotland on a R1200GS Adventure Motorcycle

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Updated: 30 Jul 2014
author: Doug Jackson Sheffield Photographer

These pictures are just a slide show my May 2013 trip to Harris and Lewis in The Outer Hebrideies. On the way back I rde around the top of Scotland to Orkney...

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Travel Book Review: Sea Room: An Island Life in the Hebrides by Adam Nicolson

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Updated: 24 Oct 2012
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http://www.TravelBookMix.com This is the summary of Sea Room: An Island Life in the Hebrides by Adam Nicolson.

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Islay Tourist Guide

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Updated: 05 Sep 2014
author: RampantScotland

A tour round most of the tourist attractions on the Scottish Hebridean island of Islay including eight distilleries, Finlaggan, home of the Lord of the Isles...

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Isle of Skye, Inner Hebrides, Scotland

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Updated: 12 May 2014

A short journey round the Isle of Skye with beautiful views of Portree. the Cuillins and much more.

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Hebrides Overture by Felix Mendelssohn - Neponset Valley Philharmonic Orchestra

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Updated: 30 May 2013
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The Neponset Valley Philharmonic Orchestra performs Hebrides Overture by Felix Mendelssohn at Showcase Live in Foxboro, MA on October 11, 2009. To watch addi...

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Outer Hebrides

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Updated: 05 Aug 2013
author: victory1003

Camping trip in the Outer Hebrides, Scotland. From Berneray to Mingulay.

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Hebrides: Islands on the Edge - Seals

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Updated: 18 Jul 2013
author: VisitScotland

Learn more about the stunning wildlife Scotland has to offer: http://visit.sc/171Y2kY Watch 'Hebrides: Islands on the Edge' which begins a four-week run UK-w...

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Ulva Island Inner Hebrides Scotland

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Updated: 03 Apr 2014
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Tour Scotland video of the Isle of Ulva on visit to the Inner Hebrides. Mr Francis William Clark bought the island in 1835 and began a brutal clearance of tw...

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Port Charlotte, Isle of Islay, Inner Hebrides, Scotland - early morning and the Lochindaal Hotel

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Updated: 07 Sep 2011

The Lochindaal is a small, traditional hotel, with 8 letting rooms, which has been in the MacLellan family for over 100 years. It has an impressive collection of rare and unusual Islay whiskies and Willie, the chef, serves fresh, locally caught, seafood - providing you let them know, usually a day in advance, what you might like. We stayed in one of the Lochindaal's apartments, which is right on the edge of the sea. The first scene in this video was taken from this apartment at about 7.30, one morning in early September, 2011. For more information, see http://www.lochindaal.freeserve.co.uk

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Prince Edward Island Real Estate New London Hebrides Waterfront Lot PEI Canada Century 21 Ocean view

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Updated: 21 Aug 2014
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Scotland Travel Guide - Visiting Isle of Skye

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Updated: 03 Nov 2010

Take a tour of Isle of Skye in Scotland, United Kingdom -- part of the World's Greatest Attractions travel video series by GeoBeats. On the eastern coast of the island, the town of Portree looks towards mainland Scotland. The majestic Isle of Skye, off the Scottish west coast, is a national highlight. There is nowhere in the world quite like it, this island is full of wonders. There is the gray, rocky face of the so-called Old Man of Storr. The Kilt Rock, on the coast, is so known for its patterns which resemble clan tartans. You can visit the grave of the famous Scottish Jacobite, heroine Flora MacDonald. From Uig, visitors can take ferries out to the more distant islands of the Outer Hebrides.

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Duart Castle - Isle of Mull, The Hebrides, Scotland, United Kingdom

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Updated: 02 Jun 2011

http://tripwow.tripadvisor.com/tripwow/ta-00a0-7640-b325?ytv2=1 - Created at TripWow by TravelPod Attractions (a TripAdvisor™ company) Duart Castle Isle Of Mull Lonely castle dramatically perched on a cliff overlooking a rugged coast. Read more at: http://www.travelpod.com/ad/Duart_Castle-Isle_of_Mull Travel blogs from Duart Castle: - "... Duart Castle is the home of the Clan ..." - "... Duart Castle is still occupied by the Clan MacLeans and the Chef of the clan still lives in the castle ..." Read these blogs and more at: http://www.travelpod.com/ad/Duart_Castle-Isle_of_Mull#blog_content Photos from: - Pennyghael, Isle of Mull, The Hebrides, Scotland, United Kingdom - Isle of Mull, The Hebrides, Scotland, United Kingdom - Tobermory, Isle of Mull, The Hebrides, Scotland, United Kingdom - Craignure, Isle of Mull, The Hebrides, Scotland, United Kingdom Photos in this video: - "Polar Explorer offshore at Duart Castle" by Drewag from a blog titled "Iona, Sound of Mull, Duart Castle, Tobermory, Mull" - "Sound of Mull, from Duart castle" by Drewag from a blog titled "Iona, Sound of Mull, Duart Castle, Tobermory, Mull" - "Cruising Mull to Duart Castle" by Drewag from a blog titled "Iona, Sound of Mull, Duart Castle, Tobermory, Mull" - "F. Duart Castle, Isle of Mull" by Alibongo from a blog titled "Isle of Mull" - "Duart Castle from the boat" by Scottmclean from a blog titled "Boat, bus ride from Oban to Tobermory" - "Bekah and I Duart Castle" by Scottmclean from a blog titled "Boat, bus ride from Oban to Tobermory" - "Duart Castle" by Drewag from a blog titled "Iona, Sound of Mull, Duart Castle, Tobermory, Mull" - "Duart Castle" by Scottmclean from a blog titled "Boat, bus ride from Oban to Tobermory" - "Duart castle" by Villu from a blog titled "Mullile ja tagasi / To the isle of Mull and back"

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Traditional floor maltings - Kilchoman Distillery, Isle of Islay, Inner Hebrides, Scotland

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Duration: 9:07
Updated: 05 Sep 2011

Kilchoman, (pronounced kil-ho-man) established in 2005, is a farm distillery and the first to be built on Islay (pronounced eye-luh) for 124 years. It is one of the smallest distilleries in Scotland with an annual production of 100,000 litres of alcohol. Kilchoman is one of only six distilleries to carry out traditional floor maltings. Three of these distilleries are on Islay (Bowmore and Laphroaig are the other two) but a key difference is that, at Kilchoman, the barley is grown on the farm at the distillery, whereas other distilleries purchase barley from around the country. And I think I'm right in saying that Kilchoman is unique in having all parts of the process (growing barley, malting, distilling, maturing and bottling) carried out on site - which is why we went there. 80% of the annual production is filled into a combination of fresh Bourbon barrels from Buffalo Trace Distillery, Kentucky and refill casks, and 20% into fresh oloroso sherry butts. For further information, go to http://www.kilchomandistillery.com

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A journey from Argyll to the Outer Hebrides

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Updated: 08 Sep 2011

Scotland is beautiful. Here are a few impressions from Argyll and the Outer Hebrides. I do not own any rights to the music. My special thank goes to Interlingua Language School MiLC, Stornoway, Isle of Lewis, who let me use the pictures of the Outer Hebrides in this film. Please visit their website at http://www.interlingua-languageschool.com For more information on Scotland and accomodation please visit http://www.traveldestination-scotland.com ************************************************************************************** Schottland ist einfach wunderbar. Hier finden Sie ein paar Eindrücke von Argyll bis hin zu den Äußeren Hebriden. Ich besitze keinerlei Rechte an der Musik. Mein besonderer Dank gilt der Interlingua Language School MiLC, Stornoway, Isle of Lewis, deren Bilder der Äußeren Hebriden ich verwenden durfte. Bitee besuchen Sie die Webseite unter http://www.interlingua-languageschool.com Weitere Informationen und Tipps zu Schottland sowie Unterkünfte finden Sie auf http://www.traveldestination-scotland.com

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VisitScotland Ad - 'A Perfect Day' Outer Hebrides

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Duration: 0:33
Updated: 28 Oct 2013
author: LouiseC1000

A TV ad for VisitScotland Outer Hebrides, May 2009.

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The Old Man of Storr - Isle of Skye, The Hebrides, Scotland, United Kingdom

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Duration: 1:18
Updated: 26 Jan 2014
author: TripAdvisorTRIPWOWa

http://tripwow.tripadvisor.com/tripwow/ta-00a0-eb70-2e15?ytv2=1 - Created at TripWow by TravelPod Attractions (a TripAdvisor™ company) The Old Man Of Storr I...

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Scottish Highlands, Outer Hebrides Biketour

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Duration: 4:08
Updated: 18 Mar 2014
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500 km from Isle of Skye through Harris, Lewis, Ullapool to Dornoch. Music: Gergeasz & MC QUDO - Ennyi semmi Siklósfilms: Az első Camera: Dirft Ghost Canon 7D.

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Tartan Cruises | Scottish Islands Cruise Tour | Hebrides Cruises

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Updated: 29 Mar 2014
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Tartan Cruises http://www.tartancruises.co.uk is Scotland,UK based company which provides Scotland cruises tours service on best and affordable rates.You can...

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Bivi and Hike in Uig, Outer Hebrides

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A short video of a hike around the hills near Mealasta and Breanais, Uig. (Naideahal a-Muigh, Laibheal a Deas, Laibheal a Tuath and Cracabhal). A more detail...

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Kitesurfing 2 Balephuil Beach Isle of Tiree Inner Hebrides Scotland

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File - Actors Michael Douglas and wife Catherine Zeta-Jones attend the 41st Annual Chaplin Award Gala honoring Rob Reiner at Avery Fisher Hall on Monday, April 28, 2014 in New York.

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Michael Douglas: I was sorry for effect of oral sex cancer comments on my wife

The Guardian

29 Jun 2015

Behind the Candelabra star tells Event magazine he ‘regretted the embarrasment’ to Catherine Zeta-Jones of his comments about oral sex and cancer given in a 2013 Guardian interview. ‘It was one of those things’ … Michael Douglas. Photograph. Clarius Entertainment/cour/R/Clarius Entertainment/cour/R. Ben Child. @BenChildGeek. Monday 29 June 2015 09.48 BST ... Related. Michael Douglas. oral sex caused my cancer ... “And her family.” ... Related ... Related ... ....

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Police stand over David Sweat after he was shot and captured near the Canadian border Sunday, June 28, 2015, in Constable, N.Y.

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A manhunt that found its targets

CNN

29 Jun 2015

(CNN)The question everyone is asking, now that the two Dannemora, New York, fugitives are no longer on the run, is. What took the cops so long?. It's the wrong question. The real question we should be asking is ... No one from the public. Not a single injury, not a single fatality ... Waiting on the other side was a fresh squadron of law enforcement officers, not tired from spending 16-hour days chasing them through the upstate New York woods ... ....

photo: US Navy / MCS1 Joshua J. Wahl

Sailors from the future USS Gerald R. Ford (CVN 78) walk the ship's flight deck following the first "dead-load" test of the ship's Electromagnetic Aircraft Launch System, Virginia, 5 June, 2015.

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$13 Billion Warship Betrays History and Ford

WorldNews.com

29 Jun 2015

Article by WN.com Correspondent Dallas Darling. Rarely is history written of the people, by the people, and for the people. Consider, for example, the $13 billion aircraft carrier named after President Gerald R. Ford ... He also had to confront the carnage-ridden war in Vietnam and Indochina ... Again, should Ford really be remembered with a $13 billion warship? ... (1) www.wikipedia.com ... Ford." ... "America's New $13 Billion Warship ... New York, New York....

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A man carries an injured victim from an accidental explosion during a music concert at the Formosa Water Park in New Taipei City, Taiwan, Saturday, June 27, 2015.

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More than 500 injured as fire hits Taiwan water park party

Stars and Stripes

28 Jun 2015

The powder for the one-time event called "Color Play Asia" ignited along the ground, mainly burning people's lower bodies, said Wang Wei-sheng, a liaison with the New Taipei City fire department command center. Taiwan's Central News Agency reported witnesses as saying the fire at the Formosa Water Park in New Taipei City spread quickly after powder was blown into the air ...  . ....

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In this photo dated Friday, June 26, 2015 the body of the attacker Seifeddine Rezgui lies on the ground in the costal town of Sousse, Tunisia.

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Tunisia massacre gunman identified

The Irish Times

27 Jun 2015

The gunman killed by police after the Tunisian attack which killed at least 38 people was not previously known to the authorities, according to the country’s prime minister. Habib Essid said Seifeddine Rezgui came from the town of Gaafour in the Siliana region and had been a student at the University of Kairouan ... ....

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A Tale of the South Pacific

Huffington Post

29 Jun 2015

So it's no wonder he wound up as lunch that day. Ditto for the eight guys who came with him to Nabutautau, a little hamlet in the remote highlands of Viti Levu, the largest of Fiji's 300 islands. Old-time canoes displayed at the Fiji Museum ... Dancers reenact wars between cannibal tribes ... Likewise, missionaries zeroed in on saving souls elsewhere in the South Seas, such as on New Zealand, New Hebrides (now Vanuatu) and Tonga ... Staying there....

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Traffic accident in Australia ends 40-year Florida mystery

Palm Beach Post

27 Jun 2015

5, Stansel's attorney announced that he had disappeared in a scuba diving accident off Roatan, Honduras, on New Year's Eve ... He saw a chance to start over, she said, and create a new and better life ... They went ashore in Venezuela, flew to Peru, to Tahiti and then to New Hebrides where, she said, they got married ... At first, their new home was a 53-foot boat designed and built by Stansel, who was known locally as Dennis Lee Lafferty ... ___....

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American drug smuggler who faked his own death lived secretly in Australia for 40 years

Mashable

24 Jun 2015

The 40-year mystery of a fugitive U.S. drug smuggler who faked his death has been solved — after a man was reported dead in an Australian coastal town. In 1974, 37-year-old Raymond Grady Stansel Jr ... See also. 'Fight Club' for kids, read by Chuck Palahniuk ... The runaway lovers disembarked from their boat in Venezuela, flew to Peru, Tahiti and New Hebrides before travelling on to Far North Queensland, Australia, Wood told the newspaper ... ....

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Kuttabul Command team discover Garden Island secrets (Royal Australian Navy)

Public Technologies

19 Jun 2015

(Source. Royal Australian Navy). Members of the Naval Historical Society recently hosted a familiarisation tour of Garden Island's 'heritage secrets' for Commanding Officer HMAS Kuttabul Commander Rebecca Jeffcoat and her team ... The tour continued on to a ceremonial drum idol set deep in the earth. The carved tree stump is believed to have been brought back to Garden Island from the New Hebrides (Vanuatu) in 1910 ... (noodl. 28744002) ....

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Traffic accident in Australia ends 40-year-old mystery in Florida

Tampabay.com

19 Jun 2015

married Janet Wood and they started a new life in Australia ... 5, Stansel's attorney announced that he had disappeared in a scuba diving accident off Roatan, Honduras, on New Year's Eve ... He saw a chance to start over, she said, and create a new and better life ... They went ashore in Venezuela, flew to Peru, to Tahiti and then to New Hebrides where, she said, they got married....

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Fiji: A fabulous tale of the South Pacific

The Examiner

10 Jun 2015

So it’s no wonder he wound up as lunch that day. Ditto for the eight guys who came with him to Nabutautau, a little hamlet in the remote highlands of Viti Levu, the largest of Fiji’s 300 or so islands. Fast forward to today, and you can see what’s left of Baker in a museum in Suva, Fiji’s capital ... Likewise, missionaries zeroed in on saving souls elsewhere in the South Seas, such as on New Zealand, New Hebrides (now Vanuatu) and Tonga ... ....

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Bula, Bula, Pass the Kava

Huffington Post

30 May 2015

English explorer James Cook sailed by the Viti islands in the 1770s, but he didn't go ashore. He'd been warned to steer clear of the Vitis during a stop on the neighboring island of Tonga on his voyage through the South Pacific ... Fiji's sunsets are straight off the travel posters ... Likewise, missionaries zeroed in on saving souls elsewhere in the South Seas, such as on New Zealand, New Hebrides (now Vanuatu) and Tonga ... Staying there....

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Why a tribe in Vanuatu believes their god Prince Philip is set to visit

The Daily Telegraph

25 Apr 2015

New Zealander Andrew Finlay, an aid worker with the charity Tear Fund, which is assisting recovery from the devastation wrought when Cyclone Pam scored a direct hit on Tanna, said ... Discovered in 1774 by Captain James Cook, in 1906 the islands became the New Hebrides, a curious colonial hybrid jointly administered by Britain and France until independence in 1980....

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Steve Rickard, key figure in New Zealand's wrestling history, dead at 85

Canoe

06 Apr 2015

Tours of New Zealand were memorable for many wrestlers from North America, and Rickard was known as a honorable man ... In recent years he has made numerous trips to Australia, several to Singapore, and has wrestled in Canada, U.S.A., Japan, Taiwan, Hong Kong, Thailand, Malaysia, Indonesia, India and right through the Pacific Islands New Hebrides, New Caledonia, Western Samoa, American Samoa, Fiji, Tahiti and Hawaii ."....

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Kava crisis as Cyclone Pam devastates Vanuatu cultural crop

Yahoo Daily News

20 Mar 2015

By Stephen Coates ... Vanuatu escaped the worst with only 11 people confirmed dead ... Alcohol was the most popular drink during Anglo-French rule - when the islands were known as the New Hebrides - but the Europeans' brew brought social problems and violence, he said ... "Kava is the dominant cultural icon for Pacifica people and the icon of identity for them," said Apo Aporosa, a researcher at New Zealand's Massey University....

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Food concerns mount in Vanuatu after monster cyclone

Canoe

18 Mar 2015

Sweden said on Tuesday that a Swedish man aged around 80 who had emigrated was among the dead. Sune Gudnitz, Pacific head of the U.N ... Hanna Butler from the New Zealand Red Cross said residents would require long-term help ... Formerly known as the New Hebrides, Vanuatu, one of the world's poorest nations, is a sprawling cluster of more than 80 islands and 260,000 people, 2,000 km (1,250 miles) northeast of the Australian city of Brisbane ... ....

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Cyclone Pam: Food shortage concerns mount for Vanuatu

The Irish Times

18 Mar 2015

Residents of the southern island of Tanna said food and basic supplies were running low, while relief workers were still battling to reach many islands pummelled by Cyclone Pam’s gusts of more than 300 km/h on Friday and Saturday ... Formerly known as the New Hebrides, Vanuatu, one of the world’s poorest nations, is a sprawling cluster of more than 80 islands and 260,000 people, 2,000 km northeast of the Australian city of Brisbane....

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Vanuatu after Cyclone Pam: Risk of hunger and disease rises

Canberra Times

18 Mar 2015

Photo. AFP. Port Vila ... Photo. AFP ... Officials offload relief supplies from a New Zealand military plane at the airport on Tanna. Photo. AFP ... Hanna Butler from the New Zealand Red Cross said residents would require long-term help ... Formerly known as the New Hebrides, Vanuatu, one of the world's poorest nations, is a sprawling cluster of more than 80 islands and 260,000 people, 2000 km northeast of the Australian city of Brisbane ... Reuters. ....

Top Nappy Roots, Intro

-clip from 'Ballin' On a Budget-
R Prophit-
"Right here, I'm R. Prophit, a.k.a., the Galloping Ghost."
Big V-
"Big V. Sex, money, and bud."
B. Still-
"Yeah, B. Still, a.k.a., the Black Stillion. Yeuh."
Skinny Deville-
"Whasup, Saan, a.k.a., Skinny Deville."
Scales-
"What's up, Fish Scales, a.k.a., Big Bud, Sloppy Drunk, you know that."
-laughing-
Ron Clutch-

Top Nappy Roots, These Walls

Hmmmmmmmm
Well, well, well, well
These walls are closin' in
How long I'm supposed to grin
I lost my will to win
Forgive my sin, hmmmmmmmmmm
These walls are closin' in
How long I'm supposed to grin
I lost my will to win
Forgive my sin, hmmmmmmmmmm
As darkness approaches
And I'm fumbling through the blunt roaches
Its looking hopeless, totally unfocused
Stumbling onto the front porch
Poasty with my closest associates
We were so broke
Though a couple of us had sold dope
Still humble enough to be po' folk
We coming up to be grown folk
Ain't dumb enough to be slow poke
Though the hours of death they grow close
So we give our lives to the utmost, Plus
Here's an extra point
Visualize the gold post
No we not eating duck roast
But we live our lives to the utmost, Cause
Those pressure points
Are the corners we cut close
Turn most civilized
Yaggers to cutthroats
And it's these men they send
up state by truck load
And hurl 'em in to the pin like buffalos
I'm saying
The game was sold, not told to me
Heartache won't let go of me
Games say that I'll live and lie
But I'll trrrrryyyyy
Every which way tell you the angles
I done tossed and turned
Hit and missed
Pissed cause of that didn't amount to this
Getting it ain't got a damn thing to do with keeping shit
Working damn hard to get it
Plans and not parting with it
Life got a way of showing you shit
you can't barely see
Tough keeping close
Setting sail through a sea of g's
Something should this night I lay me down to sleep
Wasn't happy with my friend
Pray the lord my soul to keep
I'm 'bout 3000 miles from Graceland
By the county from Macon
But you would think I'm arm reach from Satan
I got a strange way of telling the truth
Most felons do stuff between
Hearin your story and telling it too
Stuck between nom and feelin it
Right between calm and militant
On the search for deliverance
Im three days from beatin my case at the arraignment
This shits basic
Get the (?) get the statement
Part with the heart of a soldier
Right now I'm stuck behind bars with daddy told ya
I chose to march with martin carryin posters
They lock me down, but they usually hang us folks up
We so tough, white man trying to control us
And mold us, simulate our cultures, they doped us
Hell naw I'm stayin focused
I won't corrupt with evil
Forever fightin for my people, equal
Fight for you rights
These walls are closing in
How long I'm supposed to grin
I lost my will to win
Forgive my sin..
Ladies and gentlemen I have some very sad news for all of you
Could you lower those sings please?

Top Nappy Roots, Start It Over

Fell in the dump, it's about a quarter past twelve (twelve)
Skinny with the rest of Nappy comin as well (well)
Any nigga in this bitch ain't confident in his gal (gal)
Gonna lose it shortly after it, soon as ya put it past her
We "50 Playaz Deep" in this bitch, like Drunken Master
How long you think them fine days was really gonna last for?
We slow and slum, you young and dumb, and clueless to disaster
We creepin on ya faster than a buzzard on ya bastards
Step - introduce myself, Skinny the country rapper
Like hundred spoke, we tighter with that game than Sunday Pastor
And the second step; I leave her mesmorized and then I blast her
Mind up out the solar system with this country pimpin
Plus the third dimension, need to stop look and listen
We twenty-inchin to the telly plus we on a mission
Skinny bigger fishin, to the well and Moby Dickin
Step fo', lemme show ya how we get to dippin
Count 'em
Slide on up and tap her shoulder (what?)
Get in her mind and try to mold her (huh?)
Back on up, let me show ya (how?)
Now start it over
Slide on up and tap her shoulder (what?)
Get in her mind and try to mold her (huh?)
Back on up, now let me show ya (aww awright)
I'm ready fo' her
I'ma spit it real life for ya, not cuttin no bakin soda
Bet a thousand playa, now watch me make my quota
This is for the pimps and playaz that practice yoga
All it takes is a couple of shots and off with yo' gut
Rollin in the new cotton-toed now scoot over
Banana seeds is nice, baby please come closer
Really wettin knots in chemistry
Just a fan of MTV, now I guess the hoe en-vy me
Dropped my bow, saw her bobbin her head to the beat
Ol' lighty-skinned petite, ol' seductive freak
She's a bad motherfucker, had ya walkin the bee
Girl, where ya change at? Girl it cost to eat
I feel ya dawg, Prophit never loved these hoes
Never went to buy no clothes at the mall and chose to stay hard
Was tryna leave my knees when weak
Weavin through two plugs, took it out and shot on her mink
Nappy gon' do it to ya like it ain't been done before
Hardcore, all fours, on the floor, up against the door
Give her the telly key and room number to where we be tonight
Aim to please tonight, tryna freak tonight
Aww man I'm so thirsty could drink a pint
Man I'm so hungry could eat a dyke, you hear me hollarin?
I heard ya right, dirty minds; they think alike
Us two guys in here, you know ya got to get live in here (True!)
I wanna put it deep in yo... (ooohh!)
Horizontal, diagonal, vertical, Viagra
Magnum, Sir Magnus, on the matress
Whylin in it, every which-a-way
With this dick get it, situated
Big V sophisticated with B., don't stop
Get it get it, here kitty kitty
Hump it like a dog, lick it like a frog
Question; is it wet enough (yeah!) lemme check it (yeah!)

Top Nappy Roots, War/Peace

[R. Prophet]
Welcome
[Chorus 4x - Nappy Roots]
War/Peace, c'mon Nappy
Love/Lust, now say it, Roots
[R. Prophet]
I got a telegram from a pelican
Said in the clouds last night she got higher then she's ever been
Seen shuttles and huddles, hard rocks and war bombs
In real life our words in distorted sound
Coke and Hen' mix, guitar Jimi Hendrix
Smokes and blunts but this is my experience
The world's corrupt, how can I defend it?
Need more love, that's why I have to send it
[B. Stille]
Know what it is when you really tryin to be somethin
But in your minds you really can't find nothin
But am I wrong if a preacher can't reach me?
Or am I dumb cause a teacher can't teach me?
I'm too black for this world here to bleach me
I'm too much hell for this heaven here to keep me
But you can beat me, slander me, cancel me
But see I'm real so you still gotta answer me
[Chorus]
[Skinny Deville]
The thought of all destruction, man ain't nothin gonna last
I feel the pain and sufferin, the system done collapsed
Wood is burnin, big construction's burnin, holdin on a pass
Shattered glass the aftermath, tragic death is on the trail
Empty shells, the ghetto's extinct, there's heaven and there's hell
Burnin souls, the opposite of peace for 7 million years
Started livin well, self-esteem, been lovin with myself
It's time for revolution, get yo' gauge and bullets off the shelf
Because it's war
[Ron Clutch]
Because the end is almost here but I done been here before
So I haven't any fear for I trust in the Lord
When I die nobody cry, nobody shed not a tear
In the middle of the floor pour out your liquor and your beer
I'm still witcha, you can hear me loud and clearly
When I'm howlin at the moon (whoooooo)
Mama heard me freestylin in the womb
Heard me battlin the beat of her heart when it boom
I'm born again, I'm free! I'm Nappy to my Roots!
[Chorus]
[Big V]
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, do it, do it, do it!
[B. Stille]
Rich man purchased a poor one
This land versus a fore run
Either you with us or for 'em
Pistols and missiles got 'em just to wage war on
It ain't safe even in Oregon
Each mourn, then there's more gone
Bloodshed filthy as the money it pours on
The guilty hand washes the sore one
King James boxin a Qu'ran
The officials are morons, can't trust no one
[Big V]
But if the whinos don't know it, the streets won't repeat it
If it ain't adverse, then the reverend won't preach it
Represent the slums, the misfits and have-nots
Buddy we had not, born in a bad spot
[Chorus]

Top Nappy Roots, Sholiz

Sholiz...
Yean know dat?
Yo, I snuck a dollar out my momma purse, headed for that juice joint
Twenty worth of Colt, 75 to the crossroads
'Lac bone, filled to the gills on a gravel road
How to roll, X and a O make a heavy load
Nappy on the track make ya back hit the dance flo'
Drivin like a grandma, actin like an asshole
(Skinny who?) Sholiz folk, whattcha ask fo'?
Ballin on a budget, fuck ya dubs on the astro
Uhh, no more Grand Martin get a fifth of Goose
and a duck with goose, don't need shit with juice
Look at me dawg, you can tell I'm southern bred
Wear alotta blue but I love the red
Somethin all black, think mad cuz I act like I'm all that
Tight braid red bean under my straw hat
Tripped over ya jaw, ya ain't think I saw that, huh?
Whassup, my folks sholiz
Peoples in slums just slump, sholiz
Nappy with the country bump, sholiz
This is what the country want, yep it sholiz
Fish Scales scuba divin on a remote island
Me and Skinny D, Big V (?)
These guys suprise us, depicts us like bubble letters
Is that a hoochie, and some coochie cutters?
Hey bitch ya look good
Really wanna play in the trench but I should
If ya come sit on this dick I might would
Hold up hater, I don't want no disrespect
I don't want shit but next...
Oops came through spillin my pitcher
Scales in the back feelin the swisher
Thought you knocked me out the frame, but I'm still in the picture
Thought at first Nappy was lame, but I'm willin to bet ya
We'll sell more next year
Good God Almighty, look at what we have here
Old English, malt 50, somethin clear
We gon' cut the shit talk -- Skinny with the steel
gonna drop it down, weigh it up and lay it on the scale
Come on, gut out the last of the greens
Hit the club so fresh and so clean
Bitches love the cess, I'm smok-ing
Remove they O-Ring, then soon elop-ing
Take my last swallow now we spinnin the bottle
I'ma get me a model - you'd have a better chance winnin the lotto
Twenty dollars, check 'em in the Ramada
Gotta leave the do' open so Skinny can follow
Yep sholiz, takin no shit
Get the chance again, we dip then blow wig
Nappy with the sho' shot, yeaga know this
We run up in this bitch and get so rich
Aww now everybody ain't rich, they just wanna be flashy
Tryna big ball like Drama and Jazzy
Playa you don't understand this B.O.B.

Top Nappy Roots, Roun' the Globe

The whole damn world is country...
The whole damn world is country...
Yeah...
Aww man, the grass done got green on the other side of the fence
So I hopped my ass over to see if I was convinced
Fast paced city life, but country livin's the sense
Cop me a Caddy say to hell with a Benz
Benz, Benz, twenty inch rims
I can't leave the vertical grill back at the ranch
Got a "Phat" farm with with cows and whole lotta land
Twenty acres ??
Meanwhile up in the D where they hollowin up dope
And thugs blow weed in the park when the club close
In Mil-waukee the beats it petro
Off in D.C., the streets is ghetto
Let's roll - to Cali where they chief the best 'dro
And drive cars so big you can't reach the pedal
Never had a glass of purple juice for breakfast
Until I took my ass to Houston, Texas, that's country!
The whole damn world is country
Been all around the globe from Monday to Sunday
Y'all the same folk we see in Kentucky (it must mean)
The whole damn world is country
Been all around the globe from Monday to Sunday
Y'all the same folk we see in Kentucky (it must mean)
The whole damn world is country
?? they was sportin, Jordans and Waltons
Went in for the cage, and winded up staying
In Kentucky it was meth but Miami they was basing
Rap my ass off then I'll see ya at the Bassment
Hit VA, where they do nothing but cook
Carolina, Indiana, Alabama, Savannah
Boston, Denver, and all points between
Tennesse, Florida, ain't nothing love for ya
Now shake it, bounce, sit back and let ya hair blow
Spanish chicas waving, hasta luego
Pearl white drop, weather's bueno
They say opposites attract, I'm a moreno
??) so clear
??) my clear
?? girl, all she wanna do is ??
Top of the hill, take the breath from her lungs
(Country boys been overseas)
Toppin it off, London, Germany
Now shake it, bounce, sit back and let ya hair blow
Ladies make ya hands clap like bueno
Now shake it, bounce, sit back and let ya hair blow
Holla atcha boy, hasta luego...
I'll prolly say a prayer for those that come back
Might could throw somethin on the grill when you come back
Might could take a trip to the 'Ville and then back
We can all get loose on the 'Ports, and of course
Hit Churchill Downs and throw some on a horse
Or we can hit them Saint Claire waters
You ain't seen country till you been through Georgia
God durn, they still got girls with perms (dang)
Big cars, big wheels is the biggest concern
My old Kentucky home, I was
born and raised on catfish and corn, collard greens and fatback
It's country than a mug, don't care where ya stay
Ya got country in ya blood if ya love 'em and that's that
Circled the globe, met the important and paid

Top Nappy Roots, Set It Out

[Skinny DeVille]
Smoked the bong to the bang and got crunk
Shorty with the thong and the chain's about to get nutty
From my song my hands, I ain't tryna be ya buddy
Let a player cut somethin *scratching*
Now it's on anything that got drunk
Skully took it strong to the brain, and I'm
talkin dirty to this broad, where yo' mayne?
Think about it, till early in the mo'nin, bout 7:30
Get it on with the Philly, light the blunt and hell it's on
If ya tryna hit me, then hit me on my cella-phone
Really homes, take a hunnie with the silicone
Tighter than an S-Type sittin right on plenty chrome
Strong in the game, but not to play with anyone
Yeaga like to dance, but not just to any song
Gotta be the one, that rep well clear from
No perm, no fade, no brush, no comb
[Hook: Skinny] - 2X
Roll somethin, drank somethin, cut somethin, what (set it out)
Roll somethin, drank somethin, cut somethin, what (set it out)
Roll somethin, drank somethin, cut somethin, what (set it out)
Roll, drank, cut, what (set it out)
[Skinny DeVille]
Made the next call for the drink, the drink; straight to the head
Stuck on the wall, thumbtack, but what I shoulda did
Focus on the sack and sip just a little bit
Blame it on the Jack D, get back to the chick
Look I'm a mack, I think ya ass fulla shit
It ain't the way ya talkin broad, who ya think ya foolin wit?
Any nigga off the street, he game, school the chick
A hoe is a hoe fa sho', and any shoe'll fit
Call it what you want, blunt lit in the club crunk
Drunk than a muh'fucker, split tryna cut somethin
Quick now us want somethin, and the broad lookin thick
Whattchu think he slicker than the liquor tryna move his dick?
[Scales]
Now hold up; what? Stop; huh?
Somebody roll the weed up, feet up
V.I.P. lookin all G'd up, hair stay P'd up
Can't talk long gotta cut somethin, see ya
[Hook: Skinny] - 2X
Roll somethin, drink somethin, cut somethin, hold up, what?!
Roll somethin, drink somethin, cut somethin, hold up, what?!
Roll somethin, drink somethin, cut somethin, hold up, what?!
Roll somethin, drink somethin, cut somethin, hold up, what?!
[Hook: Skinny] - 2X
[B. Stille]
Nappy Roots, get it up at a sold out show
Cut her to, give it up when ya tho' that dough
Don't be playin no games, what I told that hoe
Forget her name, but she gone lemme cut that's all I know
Now I'm horny as a - pitbull
Some alcohol 'case I mess around and cut somethin
Get fooled, at the bar smoke somethin
It's cool, hit the telly, two hens in the whirlpool
[R. Prophit]
Steady sippin on courvoisier
Ghetto type at the bar spittin the gossip-eh
That's all - lookin like Beyonce
Bout to cut, stuff brown in my cup (yeaga what?)
Hurry up dawg, tryna holla at these broads
Tell 'em I'm a playa, watch 'em cream in her drawers
Say I'm Randy Moss then her panties came off
Quicker than a wide receiver runnin out on a cross
Shake it off now!
[Hook: Skinny] - 2X
*scratching till fade*

Top Nappy Roots, No Good

Yooooo!
I said Yooooo!
For all them industry haters that said we couldn't do it...
This for my country thug street yeagas!
You know we gon'
Smoke good, drink good, eat good, Fleetwood
Nickel bag of funk'll make a country yeaga sleep good
Yo' hood, my hood, tote heat, sho' should
Folk round here be up to no good
My yeaga lookin like one of them days
I got a Franklin in my pocket, with this lint like a slave
And 20 cent to my name, tryna make this crime pay
Money spent, Ben gone, left me with the Hamil-ton
Window tint, same ol' song
Lincoln on a sack, with the fifty-dat
Bump my song, Get drunk, get it crunk
Country-fried, pack a blunt
Erything tight, Volume 2 off in the trunk, bump
In a slump, head-shot got me pumped like a gauge
Turn the page, flip the script
Hit the script jump, shorty with the dump
In the hatchback, ass fat
Nickel bag of funk, caught a skunk in a rat trap
Sat back, hit it once, hit it twice, pass that
Mashed-out, Fleetwood, Cadillac, headed South
Woodgrain, Pure Grain, hold it in and let it out
Bouncin' like a bunny hunny, tell the shorty set it out
Get in where we fit in, we gon' try our best to sell it out
We makes it hot for 'em, feel the flames
Who seperate the real from lames
Yeaga B Stille's his name
(Where you from?)
The Ville, LaGrange, to Mills and Fane
Look how far Louisville's done came!
Now break it down
I like my pockets fat
And my weed green
And my liquor brown
And my hens clean
With they panties down
And a beat that keep my yeagas bouncin, bouncin, bouncin, bouncin
Check, check
My mic vocals, is like choke-holds
Fetch the billfold that my cheese is in
And purchase a nickel to help me breathe again
I'm from a place where blood spills and stains
Filled with drug deals and gangs
Yeagas with gold grills and thangs
Drink up, fill ya tanks, spill ya drinks
It's Nappy, dawg, untamed
Southern slang, unchanged
We sendin' slugs through ya brain
(Fuck what you know, good)
And all my thugs, for the sane
A cool cat, with a pimp hat
Cup fulla Gin-Jack
Dreaded out, throwin up deuces
When I'm headed out
Slice it up and bet it out, 5-0-4
Throw the prices up and set it out
Real niggaz never doubt
Swerve to the calico, give me a deuce of that
Make it 2 of that, pack a tip, flush a Optimo
Keep the change, got to go
Flirt, tryna talk dirty
Georgia-bred, you can tell by my Hawk jersey
Hit me up if you get off early
Then I dap out, so clean
Yo honey actin' mo' mean
Napped-out, momma asking me "What's all that 'bout?"
Say I got big plans, look slim but mapped-out
Country boy with country game
Never spittin' nothin' lame
Get paid to rap, still a dap like ain't nothin' changed
My shit stay Nappy, split ends stay happy

Top Nappy Roots, Nappy Roots Day

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
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
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
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 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)
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
Man, we liven straight
real playas and real estates
weapons we put away
we reachin out with nappy days
Sparklers light up the dark fireworks in the park
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
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 cant 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

Top Nappy Roots, Roun' the Globe [Collipark Remix]

Is the southside in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!)
Is the northside in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!)
Is the eastside in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!)
Is the westside in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!)
This for my thugs baby and for tha club baby
We keep it crunk, smokin' weed and gettin' drunk (Around the globe)
Atlanta, Alabama (Country as hell!) Kentucky, Carolina (Country as hell!)
Miami, Tennesse (Country as hell!) Mississippi, New Jersey (Country as hell!)
Yo, aw man, the grass done got greener on the other side of the fence
So I hopped my ass over to see if I was convinced
Fast-paced city life, but country livin's the sense
Man, I copped me a Caddy said "to Hell wit' a Benz"
Benz, Benz, twenty-inch rims
I can't leave the verti-cal grill at the back of the ranch
Got a phat farm with cows and a whole lotta land
20 acres to my name son we ain't been there
Meanwhile up in the D where they holla it up though
Thugs blow weed in the park where the club close
In Milwaukee the beast is petro, off in DC the streets is ghetto
Let's roll to Cali where they chief the best 'dro
and drive cars so big you can't reach the pedals
Never had a glass of purple juice for breakfast
until I took my ass to Houston, Teaxs
This for my thugs baby and for tha club baby
We keep it crunk, smokin' weed and gettin' drunk (Around the globe)
New Orleans and D.C. (Country as hell!) Texas, Indiana (Country as hell!)
Detroit, Chicago (Country as hell!) Cali, Ohio (Country as hell!)
Copped a pair, they was sportin' jonesin'
New Orleans, went for the Cajun, winded up stayin'
Kentucky it was meth and Miami they was lacin' it
Rapped my ass of at NYC at the Bassment
Hit V.A. where they do nothin' but cook
Carolina, Indiana, Alabama, Savannah
Boston, Denver and all points between
Tennesse, Florida ain't nuthin' but blood for ya
Yo, yo, yo, now shake it, go'on sit back and let your hair blow
Spanish chicas waving hasta leugo
Worldwide drop, weather's bueno
They say opposites attract, I'm a moreno
(???) so clear (???) my dear
Shy girl all she wanted to do was fuck and cum
Top of the hill take a breath from her lungs
(Country boys been over seas)
Toppin' it off, London, Germany
(Nappy Roots, Ying Yang we keep it crunk baby)
This for my thugs baby and for tha club baby
We keep it crunk, smokin' weed and gettin' drunk (Around the globe)
New York, Milwaukee (Country as hell!) Florida, St. Louis (Country as hell!)
Finland, Minnesota (Country as hell!) Vegas, Seattle (Country as hell!)
Now shake it go'on sit back and let your hair blow
Ladies make your hands clap up bueno
Now shake it go'on sit back and let your hair blow
Holla at ya boy, hasta leugo
Aight, first say a prayer for those in combat
Might can throw some'in' on a grill when you come back
Might can take a trip to the 'Ville
and in fact we can all get loose on the porch
And of course, hit Church Hill Downs, thow some'in' on a horse
Or we can hit dem St. Clair waters
You ain't seen country til you been through Georgia
Gotdern, they still got girls in perms (Damn)
Big cars, big wheels is the biggest concern
In my old Kentucky home
I was born and raised on catfish and corn
Collard greens and fatbacks - it's country 'an a mug
Don't care where you stay you got country in your blood
if you love and that's that
Circle the globe, met the poor and the paid
Now I know for a fact that (we keep it crunk baby)
This for my thugs baby and for tha club baby
We keep it crunk, smokin' weed and gettin' drunk
(Around the globe) Country as hell! (Around the globe) Country as hell!
(Around the globe) Country as hell! (Around the globe) Country as hell!
Is the southside in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!)
Is the northside in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!)
Is the eastside in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!)

Top Nappy Roots, Roll Again

Niggaz was goin crazy with me
It was our first video, nigga
You know we was gon' come back to the country road
I don't know...yyyeah
Y'all-y'all ready to roll again?
(Wussup) Lets ride then
Ah, yup, hit 'em
Way before platinum there was a place we used to go
and ride for hours at a time on a country road
Whatever's troublin, you can let it go
I get out of the car and walk through it, visit the river and talk to it
Simply sayin, "Mr. water, what is it that you runnin from?"
Asked the bird in the tree, "What is it that you hummin for?"
Now knowin +Why the Caged Bird Sings+ is wishin to be free
Reminded myself of life and it's hold on me
Touring, the children, women, sexual resistance
Religion means so much to me, the church don't see enough of me
This way, that way, bendin corners tryin to get away
Sometimes you have to see a storm to appreciate a pretty day
BACK in the car now, headed for the liquor store
God, what a vivid scene, diggin what I just seen
Rolled up another one, still in a daze though
Gassed up at the Mini-Mart, my mind on the country roads
I just wanna goooo
On the country roads and get blowwwwed
On the country roads again rolllll
Been on the country roads again
Yo, we off in these backwoods Caddy-hoggin, Nappy dawg, ain't no joke
We glad they robbin, rap imposters, for they problem no hope
It's cutthroat, we hungry starvin, chargin for the front do'
You want mo'? We smoke and sparkin, jokers like the blunt go
Been shovin folk for plenty miles, yes I'm the type to grin and bear it
The second chance and out the box, I'm back again with 'dro and spirits
Look at me now, I found a spot, I'm down here by that rollin river
Grab a rose and took me to a place, au revoir, I'm rollin scriptures
Man these country roads makin me zone out
Ridin through all the bullshit that poppa would scold 'bout
But soon as my hustle got good I showed out
Quick to jump I-24, come back with plenty mo'
By '97 I was smokin perfecto
The chains and the Willie Esco was the dresscode
We lost our littlest cousin Gwin, a skidrow
Tony Renfrow rest in peace your kinfolks, I miss y'all
(Dude what the hell are we doin?)
Back deep on these country roads blowin, gettin in touch with my mind
No worries just striped lines and curve-filled signs
When all the events throughout the day, good or bad, somehow rewind
While I recline, in my Cadillac seats
Hit the trees and press repeat
and let the melody of these windy roads keep my soul upbeat
No destination proposed, just ridin these country roads
Listen, this killer's that's willin to catch a court case
Split your wig apart quicker than the divorce rate
Niggaz show out, go wild in the corpse cage
Blow out in the news and I don't mean the sports page
Get drowned in North Lake, could get found in horse cave
Fool, get down, the boy's crazy!
Lil' Stille's with ambition, itchin to fill my position
Replace me, but by the Lord's grace still existin
Should be in depression Latrill is missin, cousins in prison
Heard Little Ricky was snitchin, now he's a born-again Christian
Always had my suspicions, our teens with bad addictions
Family members gone overseas on a mission, we miss 'em
See you can travel straight through two different coasts
State to state, navigate this beautiful globe
in search of a plate full of food for the soul
I could taste it when the smoke hit my nose

Top Nappy Roots, Right Now

Hey...stay...nappy roots....yeah...hey..
Now if the world was my oyster
Baby girl everyday could be red lobster
And you would be draped in pearls
But it's not read the front page herald we need help
Sometime i wish i could save the world
Till death i wonder if there's any heros left
Quiet is kept won't hold my breath
Land of the slaves, home of the graves
Of war aids, young aids, gone crazed
These military ways in a flak scene
Love and basketball
Blood and alcohol
Cryin' my eyes out
As i watch the tower fall
Nowhere is safe, comfort is a coffin man
Lookin' out the window duckin' and crawlin' man
Daddy your son is callin' man
Look at this broken man
With broken plans
Thankfull as hell we holdin' hands
Now i'm feelin' love used to livin' it up
Not givin' a f***, livin's enough
You got to stand for something
How about some hardcore
Save the world
Around the globe in ninety days
Hell on earth they say its nintey-nine ways
To meet your maker, dare the devil and i bet you be brave
It's just a phase
Like in puberty at school to be crazed
I got the classroom bully on my list to behave
And if he cant then i'ma show him what it means to be saved
I'm just a nerd on my last straw
Bout ten of this my last call
My self esteem extended like this planet bout to blast off
3 - 2 - 1
Feel the black planet
I'm like damn is that granite
That I could be a rapper, a hobo, or some mechanic
That I could be a failure, in fact thats how I planned it
Cause I could never say the whole world is too demanding
And I could never video shoes I couldnt handle it
So what if i tried to just do scales and not dibs
And i settled every god in the crib untill then
Just prepared for this war to begin so you could stand up
You got to stand for something
(so you can stand up)
You got to stand for something
(understand)
You got to stand for something
(but nothing)
Mentally still they whippin' us
30 lashes
Ain't no love, ain't no sympathy
Them dirty bastards
Be washin' our brains with chemicals
Insubliminal leaving our sight impaired
But its right there
In plain view claim you
Pack a pistol already but the missles are already aimed to shoot
One push of a button and this whole ****** game is through
All of a sudden there's mushroom clouds
Evacuate the crowd
It's too late, it contaminates the (?)
The symptoms are maliable contagious
Without protection its inffecting all ages
Soon your body's going through stages
All at once the machine rages
Right now
(contaminate the planet, do it)
Right now
(no time is better than the present)
Right now
(we got to see some homie make it)
Right now
(im tired of this now)
Right now
(exterminate the planet, do it)
Right now
(no time is better than the present)
Right now
(we got to see some homie make it)
Right now
(the time is now)

Top Nappy Roots, Push On

This is for you, and you
And you, and you
Now I came up with little bad ass yea gas, to never had ass yea gas
Slept and ate with our peeps but we let the streets raise us
Kept the weed blazin', don't let the drink age us
Used to live outrageous, now we just couch potatoes
Without the wages, to break out the project cages
Make do with what we got, use the logic that God gave us
Losin' faith is enough to make a man crazy
Can't even pay my landlady
How the fuck I'm 'posed to save for my unplanned baby?
Joined the Navy, and my uncle sayin', "Pay me"
Maybe I'm just too damn lazy but you can page me
Lately, been hustlin' grams daily
Holdin' down my spot on the corner like Champ Bailey
But I know I ain't the only one, you feel me?
On the gun, livin' on the run, look how they done momma's only son
X me out like I'm a Roman numeral
Damn, and ain't tryin' to see me again, till my funeral
For so long I been grindin', grindin'
Paid my dues, put my time in, time in
Even went down for tryin', I pushed on
Never once did I give up, give up
Every time I fell I would get up, get up
Always kept my spirit up, I pushed on
Now we finally feelin' plush
Doin' gotta do to keep our nails airbrushed
Jade straight out the box, damn ne'er been touched
Damn I'm feelin' good, B lined me up
Till we never seen a Pontiac diamond toed
Nappy Roots, what it mean to ya? Mines and us
And don't be callin' us slow, we ain't grind it up
Now my people all smiles 'cuz we out the slums
Sayin, "Look at Big Bud ol' sloppy drunk
I remember when he sold tapes out the trunk"
Now here's the routine, jump out the truck, T shirt and blue jeans
'94 Jays with the blue shoe strings
When I first hit the grind ain't stop for shit
And my only motivation was a pot to piss
See it hit me so hard ain't have a penny to myself
I swallowed up my pride and asked Skinny for some help
And I'm sayin'
For so long I been grindin', grindin'
Paid my dues, put my time in, time in
Even went down for tryin', I pushed on
Never once did I give up, give up
Every time I fell I would get up, get up
Always kept my spirit up, I pushed on
Want me to stop, I did, but I couldn't stop the shit
Dawg, I cried for this, stole and lied for this
Scream when I felt this shit
Toured for 16 months straight, lost breath for this
Heh, yelled for this
Sinnin' every night, know I'm goin' to Hell for this
The hurt and the betrayal, compelled by this
Tough wall to climb but Nappy Roots scaled the shit
Just don't let me rap in vain, people pray over this
Don't take my word for it, see for yourself and shit
Everybody out in the wind, ain't no help with this
I coulda thrown in the towel, coulda walked away
Eyes on the prize, so I'm strong today
Simply want it, believe it, think it, breathe it
Chase it, cease it, maintain, keep it
Hold it, control it, never let go of it
Hold on, press on, push on, I'm gone
For so long I been grindin', grindin'
Paid my dues, put my time in, time in
Even went down for tryin', I pushed on
Never once did I give up, give up
Every time I fell I would get up, get up
Always kept my spirit up, I pushed on
For so long I been grindin', grindin'
Paid my dues, put my time in, time in
Even went down for tryin', I pushed on
Never once did I give up, give up
Every time I fell I would get up, get up
Always kept my spirit up, I pushed on
For so long
Paid my dues
Now I, I pushed on
Alright, give up, I pushed on
I never have kept on
Ohh, ooh

Top Nappy Roots, Po' Folks

Awwww....
Mmmmm, awww..
All my life been po'
But it really don't matter no mo'
And they wonder why we act this way
Nappy Boys gon' be okay
All my life been po'
But it really don't matter no mo'
And they wonder why we act this way
Nappy Roots gon' be okay, okay
We came in the game, plain ya see
Average man when the rest was ashamed to be
Nappy head and all, ain't no changin me
Ooooh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh...
So rough it was, downright wrong I tell ya
Nobody never gave us nothin but tough time and made us somethin
Different stretch of road, new somethin to see
Every state on the map, a different somethin to eat
Daps and handshakes, it meant nuttin for real
Everybody makin a killin man, showin no feelins
Walkin off collectin pay, it's the way of the world
Can't change it, so I guess I'm gon' pray for the world
Sometimes I ask myself, was I made for the world?
I scream this to you, and I say it to the world
Nappy then, Nappy now - Nappy for a bit
Knee-deep, head over heels in this country shit!
Even though I picture better days,
I'm thankful for the chance I got to say amen
The Lord done blessed me with his grace, I wish this day would never end
We represent the slums, where we from, we feel they bump
Polish shot off on these presidents, and hardtimes they go and come
Some take up off, without the chance, to make it at all
Who woulda thought Skinny'd be the one that's, makin this call
Lord, help me out, tell me where I went wrong
I'm tryna find a righteous path, although it's, never been long
I gotta do it for my sons, they tellin me, "Daddy be strong"
We gon' make it through these hardtimes
even though they go and they come
Ya absolutely right, for somethin happen to me on last Tuesday night
It's plain as day, man they... with this World Trade
Naw brave any order but confoldure
Better make it home when nothin seems to matter
That's when, see, everything can go - any which way
They got me fooled, see the Henny with the J
Front po'ch, chillin broke, country folk, I'm Nappy with my ways yo
It's a blessin we woke up this mornin
All my colored folk stressin, come let's join hands
Got the folk with depresses of being po' man
Poppa taught me an order, survive for no man
Nappy got some (?) for we gon' stand
Prophit grew from a juvenile to a grown man
Ya gotta take responsibility for ya own man
Zonin, two blunts a mo'nin, by sunrise sometimes
I love to hear my woman moanin, it's on again
Damn I hope you play this song again
The soul cleansin, the melody just read my end
Not a lot of things but usually just appendin my lady
Been searchin bendin and saw my folks locked in the tennants
And it don't make any sense (why) children and sentencin
Broadcastin from the slums, that's why I'm writin these sentences

Top Nappy Roots, One Forty

No more wine for me, no more dimes of weed
Cuz I'm tryin to see, if my mind can reach
The level of the game that we die to see
I'm talkin bout naturally where ya mind is free
See I'm a dying breed, a country-fried emcee
I used to rhyme for free, but now I rhyme for cheese
See it was bound to be, when there's mouths to feed
and there's bills to pay, somethin gotta give way
The way I feel today, I could care less
Cuz my mind is made, yeah my hair's a mess
I don't bother to shave, I walk around bare chest
like a candy face, like I'm wearin a vest
I dare ya to test, I push a hundred-five reps
Showin off my pecs, triceps and biceps
I'm all for the cause, ready to die next
I'm all for the cause, ready to die next..
We don't even talk about it we live it, we live it
(How you gon' tell me how to live my life?)
(Can't nobody tell me how to live my life)
And if you think you can take it from us, come get it, come get it
(How you gon' tell me how to live my life?)
(Can't nobody tell me how to live my life)
(This life?) - it's mine
(It's yours?) - it's mine
(That's right) - it's mine
(That's yours) - this mine
Now ah, when I was a, young man
There was a couple of things poppa put in my head
Never; sit down when ya need to stand
Never; drink down all ya dreams and plans
Poppa, what's that inside ya glass?
"Don't do as I do boy, do as I ask"
See ah - do it right if ya gon' do it that fast
and - don't do it if ya gon' do it half-assed
Well, since then I been an over-achiever
Smoker and drinker, only I would opened my blinkers
And I'm broke, so I guess I gotta choke on my finger
Cuz I need to come up, ah I'm just a dreamer
A hustle schemer, these cops be corrupt like Rupp Arena
Try an bust my weiner, with these court subpeonas - petty misdemeanors
"Boy you ain't worth..." like student like teacher
Same jeans in the spring that I strut in the fall
No comb, no fade, no nothin at all
I'll give a finger for the haters and one for the law
Sounds fine, Nappy Roots; a little somethin for y'all
Get a dutch, jump the gultch, then stuff it with straw
Get higher than a motherfucker, deep in the call
Hit the liquor sto', makin mo', fifth and I pause
Get love tryna cut, got ya dick and balls
Awww, hell naw then broads at the wall
Big pimpin on a budget, tryna make it the mall
Thank the Lord, for just livin, makin the most
'Scuse me, anybody got change I can borrow?
Dime? Caught a penny tryna get to the mall
Wanna buy me some ice too, slip it and fall
Oops silly me, big nuts and they gone
Didn't see that shit comin like a truck in the fall
Lemme hear ya say...
Nappy Roots see ya dawg, all my yeagaz...
It's that life B, gotta make that choice...
It's all on you...
Lemme hear ya say...
Lemme hear ya say...

Top Nappy Roots, Light & Dark

Music, music, music (the blowin of the wind)
If you ever think about it you walk in the rhythm
(The flap of a bird's wings, calms the savage beast)
Your whole life is a beat (the cries of a baby)
Soothes, the baby sleeps (the mirrors and expressions of your life)
Emotion (life is a song, a beat, a tempo)
Christ our Savior, adrenaline (adjusted by a situation)
Inspiration, that's music (and that's us)
Here we go
Yup, that's what I'm talkin about right there (gotta be)
You just can't get that, nowhere but this
Ya know what I'm sayin, this is classic shit
C'mon (Whoaaaaaa)
Groove to the bassline, slap that snare drum
It's music to ya eardrum, snap these back
We ain't goin nowhere hun, keep on dancin
From the mud to the mansion, imagine that
Back rubs, get the body oils, pass me that
Hot tubs, sit yo' ass in that
And only music this good, could make 'em act like that
So just do it (listen to it), this is a classic track
It's like music
In the light, in the light
In the dark, in the dark
(Got to be music)
In the soul, in the soul
(Got to be music)
In ya heart, in ya heart
(Got to be music)
To the end, to the end
From the start, from the start
(Got to be music)
Good music (All I know)
Aww man, I'm in the zone again, caught up in the whirlwind
And I'm, tryin to make a decision before the whole damn world ends
When, days turn into nights man and burn for twice as long
Cause when my pen brushes the pad with an art form that microphones
And every county 'cross the nation, every house and every basement
Hustlers on street corners live by a beat that's constantly changin
The one thing stays basic, Nappy Roots ain't nothin to play with
Every move is practicin patience, perfectly pacin, how to stay blatant
My sole reason for existence is for all my folks to be a witness
To the movement of this music that this group put out for centuries
And has a life of it's own and prolly gon' take on some different identities
Now who'd a thought we make it happen with this rappin in this industry?
Shot up in my bones (shot up in my bones)
Deep in my soul (deep in my soul)
From head to toe, whoaaaaa
Shot up in my bones (shot up in my bones)
Deep in my soul (deep in my soul)
From head to toe
Lots of songs, lots of sounds
Bookoo fan, lots of towns
Good and bad time, farewells and makin up
Even feet hurt in the rhythm that run with walkin off
Fights in the club, lullabies to a newborn
Jazz softly enhances gettin grooves on
Tears in a funeral, brought on by a sad song
After Biggie's "One More Chance" who was ugly doin?
Sade made me wanna do it in the rain
R. Kelly had me rentin cars to do it in the Range
Breathin is a beat tempo adjusted by adrenaline
Situations, thankin God for the situation
Said it got to be music
Deep in my soul
Got to be music

Top Nappy Roots, Leave This Morning

I like that, Saadiq you a fool man
Come out to the West Coast more often
Aww it sounds good, ooooh
What was you talkin about? Yeah
I got to leeeave here this mornin, ah
I got to go to work, I got to go to work
Cause I got a job to do, I got a job to do
I'm up early in the mornin 'fore the rooster gets to yawnin
Last night The House of Blues was jumpin, Nappy Roots was on it
Good God almighty, drank too much, I'm bout to throw up
Grandma got me hollerin damn (?)
It's 6:30 live and callin, tellin Prophet roll up
It's a trip to Sunset Strip and not we off to Oakland
Cal-i-forn-i-a got me caught up in the moment
I be back in like a couple of days is what I told my woman
Yo aight
Take me a second to breathe and let stress go
Walk out, grab my paper and wave next do'
Take me a shower, get dressed and do a quick pass
Say me a prayer 'fore I leave so I can get back
It's easy like Sunday mornings with a six pack
Monday I'm back on the road and I respect that
Gotta go break a little bread for some improvements
Gotta go share with the world this new movement
I'm gone
(Whoooo!) That's what it felt like
Gut tight, last night, barely slept right
Just couldn't wait to get up this mornin
Hugged the kids, kissed my woman
I love performin, shit, hate the tourin
But daddy gotta go make that money, baby
Pray for me while I'm away and when I get paid
We can get carried away, is that ok? Baby
I told you how I made a dollar, out a dime and a nickel
Blue collar, gotta grind on instrumentals
See my, pencil and pad has me punchin the clock
I put in, time and a half, skip lunch, I can't stop
I gotta start somethin
Started with nothin but hard at some hustlin
Girl, I'm gettin sick and tired of fussin
I'm sorry, it's hardly enough time for lovin
But baby you know the time is comin (yeah)
One drink at the bar, led to the dance flo'
She was lookin at me, dancin soul G, names no need
Felt the way that I was feelin
Waffle house immediately, now we at the house chillin
Back rub, I was tense, y'all know where it went
Patio in the rain, car hood, the kitchen sink
Layin in the bed now, pillow talk all night
Gotta hit the studio, I'll be back tomorrow night
How many ladies in the mornin wake up lonely?
Love rough sex, baby screamin, "Put it on me"
But when your man ain't around you call his homie
How many times I gotta be him nigga? Owe me
I follow my lines and take your panties off slowly
Makin it hot like Cash Money flashin Roleys
You tell me to stop but I'm rockin, steady growin

Top Nappy Roots, Lac Dogs & Hogs

(Yes) Oh yes it's them Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s
(Oh yes) It's them Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s
Skinny talkin bout that wood with that custom leather, bangin down I-65
Slaw and slum but dubs are better, who you think gon' keep it live?
It's Nappy bitch, what have to come
Pay attention, learn your lesson, yup
We them country folk with Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s, Lac Dogs
What you think that Nappy gon' be broke forever? Shit naw
Hit the bank and cashin in on old investments
What, you ain't know about them country fried sessions?
Does that Likwit hit in '97 +Answer+ all yo' +Questions+?
Kentucky's on the map now, who you think done gave directions?
From the top and back down, we rep the country to perfection
Don't it look so slum with 55 from New York down to Texas?
Hella poor straight from the South and haters must respect this
(Let me tell you about it)
When I first got my baby she could barely start
A-hand-me-down from a real O.G., all day she stayed in park
Almost never did she drive
Born in 1979
And she weighed about a ton
Big ol' body built to run
First thing I done, hauled her over, had her hummin G notes
Underneath her hood, hundreds of horses powered her ego
Her government name was Coup Deville but I called her Miss Piggy
Top her with some (?) and fit her for some twenties (twenties)
Playas hate that I be trickin like she's all that I'm love with
So we took her to the edge and shoved it and still "Ball out on a Budget"
Dug in her guts, laced her up with leather and wood
Together it go good, us country boys forever stay hood
You shove that shit that go bump bump bump bump
And ya, shake the lock off her muh'fucker trunk
When ya, hit the block make her muh'fucker jump
Roll your window down, stop, look like somethin like a pimp
Roll that window back up, and show 'em they reflection and their ultrafade
Then chop on that sucka like Wesley's +Blade+
Escalade D.T.S., switch it up, keep them haters on they toes
Red Rolls, Fleetwood hoes
Can't believe it, when they see them twenty fo's, believe it
My ham and cheese the freshest
Now what I'm talkin bout? I give you three guesses
You feel the wind, don't ya?
You hear the tires squallin
Kentucky, Colorado, Boston down to New Orleans
Big bodies get it done, Dodge Ram preferably
Cause they do run run, they do run run
Black magic, lookin better then Wesson fryin a pan of fish
Gangsta leanin like they do in Los Angeles (that's gangsta)
Adjective, describin what I'm rollin in
Them country fellas ain't gon' stop it, we on the road again
God damn, yes I am, the thriller with the skrilla
Got plans, Pac fan +Strictly 4 my N.I.G.G.A.Z.+
Stop starin, we not playin
Armor color kryptonite
Rims nice but thank God our dreams came to life
Fast roller, cash swoll up
The mind mold up
The crowd hold us
Soldiers quick to throw they rags when I roll up
Dimes is quarters
Sell liquor, my rhymes is colder
Prophet never look this fine since I grinded Cola

Top Nappy Roots, Dime, Quarter, Nickel, Penny

I broke a dollar down the gutter (?) the dime, quarter, penny, nickel
Flipped the 25 to 50 cent, now watch the bitch triple
Game simple, ya here today, tomorrow ya ain't
Now who the hell gon' save it right
That ain't gon' change the way you think
I took a buck fifty, ballin on a budget, bought a Dutch
Quickly spilled it and I stuffed it with that chunky from Kentucky
Man that blunt did it, sour then McDonald's make the world pick
(If any nigga got it) Shit Skinny finna get it
(Get it) While it's gettin good and hold it for a minute
Let that shit bubble, weigh it up and chop it when it's finished
(We gon' drop it when it's finished) for some dollars and some pennies
Like a dime relentless, Nappy niggaz all about the Benji's
(Benji?) Not the dog naw, we're talkin bout the dead prez
Slaw, with the hog mall, chicken wing and fed bread
Dough like the cash flow, finna keep my fo-cus
Spinnin like a twenty picture Skinny in a cold pit
(Spinnin like a twenty picture Skinny in a cold pit?)
Boy yeain't know that money make the world go
Hustlin for pennies, nine-four for it real slow
Dime, quarter, nickel, penny
Damn, ain't it funny how we all about the Benji's?
Dime, quarter, nickel, penny
Won't you give me a dollar since ya got so many
Dime, quarter, nickel, penny
Damn, ain't it funny how we all about the Benji's?
Dime, quarter, nickel, penny
Won't you give me a dollar since ya got so many
(Whatchu want man?)
(?) said a hundred for that
Super happiness, a blunt and a sack
Who could we feel like this, I don't need no crack
Weed smoke comin out the front of the 'Lac (chrome)
Gun in the lap and a gun in the back
Come to realize we was goin that fast
I blink my eyes, follow runnin my tags (get out the car)
Next time I travel somewhere dirty I'ma come in a cab
I can't knock all the rocks you rock
How I'ma cop all them yachts ya got?
You get props on the bop-she-bop
Let's keep it all the way Nappy, when you hot you HOT!
Burn up a dime, sell a nickel at the corner
Throw a penny in the jukebox, damn it's outta order
Spinnin air, fumes blowin, silver spoons (Rick Shroeder)
The dollar value gets shorter as you get older
Hey come here for a minute
Don't tell nobody I told you but uh...
The dollar value gets shorter as you get older
Aww, y'all boys done up and done it, spun it, flaunt it
Jump my motorbike doin about a hundred, one gun and I'm blunted
Everybody fend for they self - they tell me strong-arm
while it's only ten on the shelf (watch out! watch out!)
Like this, Galloping Ghost flow ferocious
Break down bones like osteoperosis (ohh!)
Prophit's in a coma, back stuffed with explosives
Postage to the White House, fuck all that bullshit
It's kinda funny, everybody love money to death
Not that, 3% control America's wealth
Need some help? Look at yourself, sure ya do
Y'all feel like "fuck the world?" me too
(?), can't get rich being complacent
Know ya gotta rebel when ya can't make a payment
Water like ice cubes for big faces
Face it, we're livin with racists, outrageous
Wild, host-ile, shake up stages, contagious
Young baby don't have patience, what my name is?
R. Prophit (yes sir?) sing the cadence
Dime, quarter, nickel, penny...
Dime, quarter, nickel, penny...

Top Nappy Roots, Country Boyz

We just some country boys - country walk, country talk
Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin off
We just some country boys - country walk, country talk
Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin off
Uhhh.. this nigga no games (games)
With my Hanes tee shirt, with a pic and roll chain (chain...)
Doo-rag, heavy blue 'Lac - 85 South, don't drive it too fast (too fast)
My niggaz don't roll no billies,
get a big box of them brown Dutches (brown Dutches)
We don't want no brand new Cartel
Brandon lemme get them keys to the Cutlass (Cutlass)
Represent for the M-I-L, the A-T-L, the Macktown (Macktown)
Stay smokin that smackdown, keep myself a little half pound (half pound)
You know B. Stille in the cut, on the back po'ch Jig drillin it up
Black folks just livin it up, court next week not givin a fuck!
What's up? Grown standin - only rap to them grown women (grown women)
Stay high, we'll play shy, least till I can get home wittem
Shorty whattchu thinkin? Whattchu drinkin? - thinkin it is what it ain't
I cain't be trickin, so don't be trippin, thinkin I can't when I cain't
Come on..
Nigga hooked it up, like the waitress from the IHOP
Nothin but the grits, steak, and egg with that
waitin for the five dollar pancake, front-back side to side
Them polly country boy, Cadillac, cat sick in the multi-color
All clean (twenty inches) at the seam (plenty chickens)
Get the green (spit the swishers) at the Beam (shit done seem)
Craziest muh'fucker, what y'all niggaz do for cream
Never knock the hustle scheme, only what the cheddar bring
Hate, fake-niggaz, hoes, envy, greed, jealousy
Cain't hate, what a nigga make, type of enemies
Smilin in my face but they really ain't no friend to me
Cain't wait, send em eight straight nine milli-mee
Aww hell naw, y'all niggaz ain't feelin me!
Colt 45 e'rytime like Billy D
Ninety-five (?) leave through Tennessee
Quarter pound with the chron' fuckin wit my memory
Peanut butter (Rag-tops) - what's fuckin wit that?!
(String beans) pork chops - what's fuckin wit that?!
Dime sack (with the gnac') - what's fuckin wit that?!
What's fuckin with that?! What's fuckin wit that?!
Every Chevy (on dubs) - what's fuckin wit that?!
(Jodi-Bodi) strip clubs - what's fuckin wit that?!
Nappy Roots (hey dawg) - what's fuckin wit that?!
What's fuckin wit that?! What's fuckin wit that?!
Go down to the country, you won't wanna go back
Vertical grills in front of the 'Lac
Guns roll so fast put one in my back
Plus a buncha country boys wit gats, you don't want none-a that
Keep - my nine - right beside me, at all times
Cuz I be in the line, like somma these niggaz you find
Don't want you to shine, right yea..
From the side and nine-to-nine
Roll around here somethin tryna sell mine
Lord know but I got a dime early time
Got me feelin to', now my Eggo's cold
See I'm a country boy (Huh?) Close the door (Huh?)
Clinton and Gore (Huh?) Y'all been warned (Huh?)
Guns and more - better hit the floor
Them yeggaz want ya cuz they comin in with them laws
Fuck - yo life; buck - my chife
and I got my ride, fool, I'm ready to ride
For my yeggaz I'ma bring it to you dead or alive
Yeah that's fa sho' ya betta know that
You a nasty hoe, ya betta show that
Got a quiet lil' spot we can go at

Top Nappy Roots, Be On Yo Way

yeah
Awwwww
Wassup
yes'sa
You know dat
Nappy Roots and Game Point
Fish Scales and R. Prophit,
Game Point, Wassup?
See I don't care what them people say
And I blow tress and just grind all day
See I truley know dat my hustles gone pay
So you best be on yo wayyyy
Most times I'm gettin serious, I don't play no games
You niggas dats curious, you gone feel da flame
Cause rhymes that I hit cha wit, It'll prolly crack ya frame
Wether you a city black male, it's all da same
I just hit Fern Valley Rd., I got a bag full a cookies
A white girl drivin dat keeps da stash in her pussy
Got my cousion back at home, still watchin fo da block
And dis white girl too, so she ain't stoppin fo da cops
But once again I gots to lay down da law
(Yo) Cause niggas lookin at me like my hustle gotta fall
Bitch you ain't never seen a Sunbird on some 18's, lookin so clean
When I was young I swear to God that was my ultimate dream
But now I'm 25 and all I want is bubbled eyes
Come threw wit a big body wit double tires, it's gettin hard
I know y'all don't wanna hate me, but it's to hard, I'm good folks
it's simple, like all my niggas get drinks and get smokes and keep dope
Outside, niggas with techniques and young preists
shakin fakin something, life in da beach ain't nuttin sweet
Concerned with a navigator, illest nigga on beats
Them scales to alagator, PHD in da street
G P, Nappy, indeed we in a faith for cash
We move make, bend rules and law break
Ain't no escape, impliment ya plan, make it work
Cause I'ma stack till my old ass is in da dirt
I greet life, hold me tight, been lonley most my life
Walk past somethin dats dried, crumbled inside
Tried to be, find somebody believe in dis here
Most people they fear, black male rap fo real
I majored dis year, like Damon Waynes on top of his game
Never leavin da game, it's Prophit boy on top of ya brain
Fumblin blunts, sometimes stumblin drunk
Stumblin crunk, come threw rumblin trunks
Nappy hit pumps, and Game Point lights ya junts
No time fo stunts, my people been hungry fo months
You know me dawg, always gotta keep it raw
Speakin real life shit off dat alchol
It's over now
Hey what up my nigga?
They talkin bout us man?
man fuck these hoes
Burn it down, fo real
I ain't in dat shit
Man, fuck them niggas man
Always
Underground fo life
underground forever
Lets get these niggas
Game Point

Top Nappy Roots, Ballin' on a Budget

I'm just a, big bang baller on a budget
Dank weed, smokin like "fuck it"
City slicker, country nigga, reppin straight from Kentucky
Horseshoes and rabbit paws flossin, chicken closs for the lucky
40 flowers, Range Rovers, so they know the tailpipe's rusted
Country cookin, dog fightin, big-body ridin
Chillin like a mug in Western Kentuck', showin love
Summertime a funner time, smoke and gunner time
Sippin Sprite and somethin dark, every fuckin time
Uhh, okay watch how the po' folk ball
Stomp through to mall in my overalls, the black Girbaud
No pager, no cellphone, no access at all
Just a pack of Dutch Masters and a pint of alcohol
My hooptie, with a down crew like Boots said
You don't +Perm+, +Fuck a+ fade
let my hair swang back and forth like a germ
Ill nigga with sick shit, pull out this and stick it in this thick chick
Baby mama drama, child support court and ain't worth the biscuit
Whattcha know about them backwood country folk?
Whattcha know about the 'Lac bone hundred spoke?
Jimmy Crack Corn; no fade, no comb
Whattcha know about ballin on a budget bro?
I'm just ballin on a budget yeaga (yeaga)
I'm just ballin on a budget yeaga (yeaga)
I'm just ballin on a budget yeaga (yeaga)
It's the N the A the P-P-Y
Pull up, dead horns on the hood of my truck
Kentucky Mud on my shoes and my socks
Hungry Jack, pheffer tryna stuff some food in my gut
Country cat in the cowboy hat
I'm front to back put the house on that
Candied yams, chitlins, greens, and smoked country ham
Chicken wings, cornbread, gran in the kitchen throwin down
Eat good, tryna smoke somethin, run up on a pound
Roll somethin, gut a vega tryna stuff it with a ounce
Hummin, mama cookin that mean it's Sunday mo'nin
Half a pint of bootleg gin, it keep my goin
Fat knot, (?) , bad daylight
Cigars and happy bags, man we stay right
Aww man, we go back, like sweet pickle book clubs
Nigga that was good love, summertime bathin in a foot tub
Damn that shit hurt, and my jams in that shirt
Atari 26, one stick, never worked
Comin up in the woods, all I did was run barefoot
Ne'er could comb my hair good
My hairline grew like ten pound vines
'Tween my rib and my underware
It's still a thin brown line, shit
Chores did, and ma work out on the clothin line
Cool as shit, country boys out on the grind
River views, picknic, big ticks covered the place
Folks visit, and make it apparent to come back again
Look here, see I smoke like a fire and a drink like a fish
That's it, ecstasy just ain't on my list
No comb, no brush, no fade, no pick
No shit, no hair and you get no dick
Now we love them gals that love themselves, them southern belles
Them Clydesdale Kentucky gals, with muddy tails
We cut them gals, no veils, no wedding bells

Top Nappy Roots, Blowin' Trees

Yes sir...
Nappy Roots...
Well.. I gotta go..
Aww.. alright..
I find myself up in the sky again, fly-in
So sincere, my dear, when I leave I cry within
It's lonesome here, candy painted oh so clear
Represent the slums, Nappy through most of the year (Nappy Roots!)
Shouts out to Aaliyah, live the life and very career
On my wall I gotcha picture, God pray witcha
It's all on us, Nappy Boys 'In God We Trust'
Regardless what, this ya boy R. Prophit whassup?!
Nappy head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin trees
This is the life God chose for me, chose for me
Nappy head and all, is the life for me
Grab my yea and we blowin trees
This is the life God chose for me, chose for me, chose for me
I love my applecorn home, gave my favorite brush away
Went from baldheaded to all-dreaded, to just enough to braid
It could be my lucky day, Nappy shirted up the shades
Think I'm frontin, I'm cuttin somethin.. with my trucks and blades
Let that man speak, step up - grab all my meat
Greet you with my balls and my word in every handshake
You damn straight, you worthless queer, price this landscape
Awake, to a plate - of a homemade pancake
Used to picture myself at the NFL Draft
I just couldn't remove the lens cap
but I still kept my mouthpiece and my chinstrap
I dread it all for a pimp hat
Big body hog, new rag-top, pitch black
Being average is ok, being different is alright
Long as you stay in your means
Then you know you keepin it real with yo'self
And that's Nappy right there...
I'm in the '81 'Lac Seville, but got spend
Limo tint, but see we ridin it like it's a Benz
Clamp somethin like a (?) (Puff somethin like a pimp)
I'm cuttin corners most players won't attempt
Skinny slum type, betcha bottom dollar that's fa sure
Nappy gonna be alright, through ups and downs and back and fer'
What the hell ya talkin bout? How much it cost to floss and ball
We did it on a budget, rep the country till we fall
Playa we in (Nappy!) enter this biz
My love is in the slums and the people that's near
They love me dawg, do anything for me dawg
Make a livin outta whattchu call ugly dawg!
With nothin left to lose, we get it in,
but Nappy Roots done paid the dues
Hustlin, backwards-ass nigga this one here's for you
You in the way, get out the game
We comin through, with shit to prove

Top Nappy Roots, Hustla

Got a cheese sandwich on the hunnid spoke
Pork rinds and a soda pop, I told a cop I'd beat it, lost
At 3 a.m., they told up stop, we got it real real, to the top
A G like 30 feet away from the county line
The weed flyin', the golden smilin'
Wip it nice an then they sign
Man, fuck, how denyin' my damn luck
This ain't no find if we get stuck I'm doin' time
Don't get messy with the Prezzy
A quarter pound ain't worth the rizzy
Drunk as hell, then hurl the fifth
Back an forth we swerve and dip
Pumpkin' pie, bust a cop
I'll be damned, they took my crop
Shook 'em wit that lead foot an hit
About a 105 miles per hour
In the country wit the pudin', good an chunky
40 acre, mule an donkey, hell with that, just get the money
Got to be that early bird to grind an get what I deserve
Quick to burn an an can't mesquite it
Lord, I need it fore the third
Serve anybody? Hell naw, got to be for sure
Standin' on the standard curb, days begin to bend an blurred
Homegrown bacon, yeah, I'm havin' the wage
Tendency of a 50 hit, when it's about gettin' payed
Came along with a ragin' thief hidin' under the shade
An momma won't quit buggin' me about my heathenish ways
Now I've wasted more tears then my mouth cold beer
Gotta be a Man on these rolls, overcomin' my fears
Body too quick to gaze, with they head on bob
Get dee, life is foul but the dirt is hard, yeah
If you play the cards you dealt
Then you struggle, got to put in work
And I got to be the early bird
To grind and get what I deserve
If you play the cards you dealt
Then you struggle, got to put in work
And I got to be the early bird
To grind and get what I deserve
Ain't no tenth, thirty-five percent, dent in my hub caps
Sticks in my dove sacks, fifth till I cuts that
Look, my baby husband got to eat some mo
Dough is what Im reachin' fo, money low, need some mo
Hustlin' these streets alone
Now everyday I work, 75, A&R; tellin' me lies
'Fore I die, wanna drive big bodies wit' bubbla die
Now peep the otha side, ova them hills
Rich dude that own them mills
Tha candy sto is open for sale
These junkies gone smoke it to death
Money, hos, clothes, automobiles, gold grills
No scrill, no deal, fifth weel, big grill
Wood grain sturnweel, weigh it up, be still
Lay it on the fish scales
I'm assed out in the back seat of the Pontiac
Got a cup full of Coniac, wuarter out of hunny sacks
Tell me, get my money back, still broke
Feel like I ain't got shit to live fo, so much to kill fo
C'mon, this niggas transition, ain't no use in sittin' 'round wishin'
But my hands ichin', poppa need a new transmition
Get my grind on, hustle that bustle
To make my grip in any time zone
Bundle that bubble, let's make it split
We buy peices, ounces, keys, weed, Xs, Zs, nigga, please
Anything you ask fo', we got what you need
To these college degrees we applyin' to streets, 'cause I'm a hustla
If you play the cards you dealt
Then you struggle, got to put in work
And I got to be the early bird
To grind and get what I deserve
If you play the cards you dealt
Then you struggle, got to put in work
And I got to be the early bird
To grind and get what I deserve
Hustla carry many meanings
Whether you a crook in them books
Whether you usin' your mind or usin' a 9
Bootleg alcohol or runnin' the ball, you must get it in
You was born a hustla an you a die a hustla
Prophit, hit 'em wit' it
I pause and refine a mighty floss, et cetera
For life in a balance of it, lyin' an shinin' a beddy ro
I gotta be worse than a hust fa mine
If I don't crush it then I'mma bust the 9
I tell ya dog, get on the blocks in over-alls, it's over y'all
Wit' all dem boys stay hot, said if we blow out finna go a billion time
Ya know me dog, neva be a oldie dog
My state of mind's on the grind like a eighths of raw
Don't go trickin' 'em all, I'mma have you bust for all my niggas
Live for the days so we can hustle 'em all

Top Nappy Roots, Ho-Down

It was a ho-down...
Another ho-down...
It was a ho-down...
Another ho-down...
Walked into the club and farted
Damn! Look at shawty - off in the cut actin naughty
Eye contact, made sure that she saw me
Said y'all, don't get it twisted like I'm ballin
Down south stripper from New Orleans, thick as mud
Baby show me love, with a little tittie rub
Said, "hit me later on baby, maybe we can what?"
Said, "sound like a plan" wit my hand on her butt
But shit hit the fan sho' nuff, nigga hold up
Baby doll had a man, matta fact was a soldier
Ain't that a beyotch! He was sittin on the sofa
Smokin on some doja, tryna see some exposure
Had the whole spot sold up - legs tired
Bar done closed up, all of a sudden her man showed up
Automobiles, planes, and locomotives
Train with the (?) see both ran through (?)
Tag-teamed that beyotch, then I called my niggaz over
They smashed in the 'Lac, popped that twat like a soda
Vodka with the white stuff, you know when I act sober
And niggaz in the back, seen with the freak in the 'nova
It was a ho-down
I can't believe that she's real... (it was a ho-down)
The way she makes me feel... (another ho-down)
If you knew what I knew... (it was a ho-down)
You would be down in there too... (another ho-down)
Uh, now peep game of a star, stepped out the car
Walked through the door, checked the bitch at the bar
Eyeing her down, while I split my cigar
Can I offer you a drink or some dick in the park? (haha)
You know I'm just sayin that to get you mad
But you knowin damn well I wanna hit yo' ass
Yo I ain't the type of nigga that be jumpin the gun
But you lookin like a dime piece and I'm huntin for one
What's ya name? Nah, better yet, what's ya game?
Wanna ride in the Navigator, switchin four lanes?
Or chill up in the bathroom, sniffin cocaine?
Said she's the type of girl to get down with no shame
And everything I said before was no thang
We ran outside, and jumped in the ride
Next thing I know I'm gettin head while I drive
Eyes open wide, down 65 (it's a ho-down)
(It was a ho-down) I knew it was all great
When the hoe caught me late in room 508
Oh she got live on tape, the price was low-rate
Plus she had a nice showcase, you thought she was ya soulmate?
Just because she got some shove in her can
Doesn't mean your 'sposed to go and fall in love with her man
Kissin and huggin and actin, in love with her man
Takin her out to restaurants and, rubbin her hands
If you knew what I knew, you wouldn't do what you do
But it's true that you, had no clue what she do
Cuz you trust her through, thick and thin
You missed it when, she was gettin live offa fifth of Gin
Get rammed in by me, while she lick my friends
When she finally came home you probably kissed her then (lame-o)
The more you tried to claim the hoe was an angel

Top Nappy Roots, Headz Up

Use your head silly...
Where yo' head at?
Shawty, where yo' head at?
Show me where yo' head at
Shawty, where yo' head at? (that's all I know)
Y'all ain't never heard of B. Stille, the look that seals
Screwed up coupe DeVille, peep the vertical grill
Well Killa Cowboy pull the dirty cowbell
Hell anyway ya do the certified playa
The thickest, the thicker, the better, the pick of the litter
The sicker the chicken, the bigger the dick I deliver
The kidney, the liver, the shiver, the give in her BACK
Make the bigger the nigger deliver the miggity-MACK!
Y'all so ridiculous, hoes all up in my businesses
Got 'em stuffin up my tennant biz
My friend is here, so come around actin shady
I warned ya (Dick Tracy) like Warren Batey
Prophit hit it, 2-3-4-5
Kicked it off, 6-7-8-9, from behind
10-11-12, I'm... a glad man slingin geni-til y'all
Want that, get that - (here we come now)
Jump back, get back - (keep it goin now)
Which one? this one - (think about it now)
"She gon' lemme cut that's all I know"
I'm bout to leave ya juice joint
Drunk as a mug, drunk out his mind
Too damn drunk to drive, jump out the ride
Lookin for a chicken to pluck, with plumped up thighs
Gotta be thicker than Granny's gravy on the side
So when I get it, I can cut her, big ol' chunky slice
And if I love it, I'ma lick it like it's pumpkin pie
Now you guys don't really wanna it, this is countryfied
Now tell me whattcha really know about the country side
I been in the wild slums po'
Now won'chu tell me whattcha'll know about them country folk
With all the chicken wing and fish and the dirty spokes
My yeaga smoke, betta sell and twank, and blowin smoke
(That fool cool ain't a thang) Look how that Caddy roll
On them twenty-two like Muddy (?) the fuck and blow
We forever reppin 'Tucky and e'rythang below
Skinny D, slum, Nappy's how the stories roll,
we got that bump fo' sho' (yea)
Got the keys and we leavin, didn't even see the laws
So do we believe in?
Man these girls is bout freakin
Suckin and fuckin and tusslin, for the evenin, please believe 'em
Who's that girl? Oh that girl
Somethin outta magazine, curvy queen
Cross between, Britney, Whitley, Whitney (crispy) Mya, Pink
Kim and Lil'...
Oh where yo' head at, askin me where my bread at
Tell ya man, man I said that
Stop the askin me, and naggin me, and harrassin me
for it be a tragedy
Don't you know the damn thang
They come to do the damn thang
For they leave best believe they do the damn thang
Scales throws scragglers
Hooks 'em like hagglers
Don't talk much the game is spectacular
(Told you to use your head silly
Where yo' head at? I ain't stutter
Getcha mind outta the gutter and pass the butter
That's all I know, come on
"She gon' let me cut, that's all I know..."

Top Nappy Roots, Good God Almighty

Alright
It's that new Wooden Leather
Yo, well it's a new day, full of them grits
You cooked the Sunday meal at 6
Lets get it while this gettin good cause Granny ain't gon' live forever
Season changin, we like these dependin on the weather
Look what we doin, summer's ruined, fall y'all pack y'all sweater
Somebody told me war was comin, y'all just stack y'all cheddar, better
Checked my mail the other day and Sam done sent a letter
I opened it and line for line it said I was a sucka
The nerve of this motherfucker, claimin he's my uncle
Good God almighty, Lord have mercy, think that we's in trouble
Please send some help like quick, fast, do it on the double (9-1-1)
The line been busy for days, hell maybe weeks
I've been tossin and turnin, back and forth, ensurin my 40 winks
Yeah I feel you dude
I be watchin the tube, toastin the rude
Notice the news ain't nothin but scandels and murder
War and destruction, poor keep sufferin
Lord it's troublin, the more you be hustlin the more you strugglin
Well good God almighty look at what we have here
(And it feels so good to be herrrrrre)
I said good God almighty look at what we have here
(Welcome, this is Wooden Leather)
Well good God almighty look at what we have here
(And it feels so good to be herrrrrre)
I said good God almighty look at what we have here
(This is now Wooden Leather)
Trouble in my life got me hollerin baby
We be at 'em poor so I'm goin crazy
Anthrax on letters, little daddy just paged me
War got me worried, I been prayin lately
How will I live? Listen here, "life is still a bitch"
Money don't change shit, stuck in the same shit
To get it all, gotta risk it all or forget it dawg
A winner ain't a quitter and a quitter ain't a winner
I just be steppin around the block cause I was doin my thing
My crew been kickin off all them rocks, just let my cellular ring
V said he heard a couple of shots, word is that they copped them a sting
I burn shit once my lyric drop, one false move and you're stained
We're pushin 'em 10 dollars a pop and I got exact change
It's like investin in NASDAQ had me caught in the rain
I'm 'bout to pull the mask out and have 'em screamin in vain
And I be puttin them tracks out and it's all for the brain
Well we done seen everything under the sun
And been done what shouldn'ta been done
Y'all never heard of the blacks still young
Now that's one bad son-of-a-gun
Steppin out in the cowboy banana brim
Once you rockin camel skin like (?) Tim
DJ make this record spin, let my family in
Management go get the checks so we can begin
Well if it's good never turn it down
Wood still burn it down
And learn how to handle them
Plans you can cancel them (cancel them)
What you know no good
And what you know no good
What you know no good

Top Nappy Roots, Riches To Rags (Mmmkay)

[Mackey]
There are times when you get suckered in
By drugs, and alcohol, and sex with women(mmmkay)
But it's when you do these things too much
That you've become an addict, and must get back in touch...
(Mmmkay) uhh (mmmkay) uhh (mmmkay) c'mon Nappy
(Mmmkay)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict(too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex(too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex(too much)
He wore the finest stuff, platinum chains with diamond cuts
Hawaiian slush, combined with wine and coconuts.
(Pushed a 'lac, gator shoes, amani suits, shahou[?]
Plenty hoes, plenty loot, a major nigga, a paid nigga.)
Kept some red Jarans, plus a big benz, plus a lex jeep
Plus the best friends, plus he jet ski, in Texas.
{Flash the big chedda, wu-leather, new chedder, gucci sweata
Spillin' armaredda in a black Baretta
For the fools who change like blue weather.}
(His tailor-made Armani suits, played with Tommy boots
Pushed more hummers than army troops, word to my men Dukes.)
Look at him 'sached down, more kids than Bobby Brown
Had a private jet, planned the odds he bet, two keys inside his vest.
{I keep the gold chain, and a cold dame,
We drove a fast car in a slow lane,
With caviar with the white cocaine flick it all in the dope game.}
(Snooort coke, push dope, down to cut, a nigga throat
Spunt half of his summer, cruisin' on a, love boat.)
(Mmkay)
Mmmkay {anyway} mmm-hmm {for real?}
Is that right?]{feel that} Go'n ahead balla {do ya thang}
Mmmkay]{anyway} mmm-hmm {really?}
Is that right? {feel that} Go ahead playa {do yo thang}
Spring break, Virginia Beach, had a pair of, gold skis
Mo' money, than Playboy (BK?) Nigga Please!
(He was to the lavish, trick you casual, playa status, not the fattest
Chick the baddest, used to ball with Gladys Knight,
This was just your average night)
(My dude spend a G a week just to see a freak
Strip down to her bear essentials in the Presidential Suite,
His men too weak.)
{New York Undercover shot his brother, in a shootout
He had to move out, and drop his mother in a new house.}
He had nothin' to go home to, the fiend was on the menu.
A two time loser, (ohh man) deja vu.
(Fell in debt with Johnny Mafia, and let the gun play.
He sold his Altima, leased a Hundai, pushin' out his Mom's place!)
(Get caught for child support, poppin' corks was more important.
Bench warned, undercover imformant, three years upstate, tough break.)
Droppin names, poppin veins, gettin high off his own supply
Still movin weight, steady losin weight,
On the crime, with his life on the line.
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict(too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex(too much) Mmmkay?
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex(too much) Mmmkay?
Look, him and his boys got duct taped
for hangin' out at Suge's place.
See all my niggas, they took chase,
When they heard little Daddy push weight.
{It was a robbery, snatch his platinum cubic link, and his wallabe's.
Another street casualty that was written and promised in the prophecy.}
[They stole his watches and rings while they shot up his veins
God bless, he had no vest, and he felt no pain,
For the holes in his chest.]
Heart beat, weak canal, stones in his reefer now
Lugz overflooded with blood, he 'bout to drown.
{Nose white, laughin, ambulance light splashin.
Soon he'll leave, but for now, give him some room to breathe.
Doctor called the family in, enemies, and next of kin.
One foot in the grave, and his soul in the wind.
From ashes to dirt, went closed casket to limosines and a hearse
Photographic pictures of the bastard,
With "Rest In Peace" on (damn!) his shirt.
Cause after ways, some niggas came over, jumpin' out of a range rover.
Put the gat to his head, and he told him "The Game's Over!".
Mmmkay {anyway} mmm-hmm {for real?}
Is that right? {feel that} Go'n ahead balla {do ya thang}
Mmmkay]{anyway} mmm-hmm {oh really?}
Is that right? {feel that} Go ahead playa {do ya thank?}

Top Nappy Roots, My Ride

feelin easy like its sunday morning steak and eggs
hey livin off some big rims lookin like some blades
play her like a pimp type a nigga aint me
with the tint the 35 percent so ya cant see
fish scales shotgun pass the "L" to big V
flip flop candy lookin so wet it drip drop (shiiiine)
from the tip top chrome double duce
make a bitch stop jaw drop ballin off this hip hop
on a budget back and forth from kentucky
we them type of niggas that crack corn in a bucket
a hundred and ninety spoke god damn
look but dont touch it we commin down I-65
nappy and company (vertical grills) on the cadilac we so real
skinny deville return like a bat out of hell
hell dont ya think nappy roots comin as well
Big V, B. Stille, Prophet, Clutch, and Fish Scales yeaahh
My ride be sittin on dem hundred spokes (hundred spokes)
my candy paint straight from the honeycomb (honeycomb)
wood grain interior leather and chrome (leather and chrome)
everybody ride out its on its on (its on its on)
ay yo thats my cab jumped out leavin a tab
hold on man we'll discuss that later
B. jumped out like (fuck that hater)
fell in the aspen rotten like martin
two white dudes one looked like matt harprin
later on he's eatin and ball in cleavland
and I jumped out like fuck your season
van dam woke up in the grand am
real hot no air for the car jam
twenty inches ride both on probes
look nice chevrolet on pipes
keep chevy tint that twinkle so bright
B.O.B im'a ball on budget
pumped out two thou on the 89 cutlass (biiitch)
nah you cant ride im selfish
aint too many ho's wanna touch this velvet
hop in with me we bout to leave
you gotta pop it I drope a dollar in ya pocket
gas up the crotch rocket pass up the cops blocked it
(hey B. Stille can I role with you and Prophet)
extra clean you cant tell me nean
drop the top showin off for the summa
the cadilac stretch on dem bow legged stillets
where the candy paint sets like a wet cigarette
bubble coat primers chrome spiders inside us
big enough for my team and a couple of trainers
but it hold no minors thats major
wood grain and ya get deep beaters big features
feel boom from the beats in my big speakers
its on in my seats and my signature
dont throw dirt on my name no shirt as I lean

Top Nappy Roots, Life's A Bitch

{Aye man, I wonder what's gon' happen the minute my cash get dropped
You ever thought about that skinny? Nope?
Shit what about you scales man? I'm I'm unsure man
I got alotta, lotta question that need to be answered
True we all got questions, but dawg I got questions
I got a lot on my mind, just just
Just get me a blunt man, just fire it up man
Man}
Now fire up the weed, 'cuz one day I'm gon' pro'ly burn
The ten commandments in life, never my concern
Thing on my mind was, 'get 'em, fore they get you
Thing on my mind was, stick 'em fore they stick you
That's why niggaz know, I'm bout the game before peace
'Cuz being free-hearted that's where it leave you deceased
Cold world, cold game they gon' split ya thang
And bang shit out the car what, would drive the average man insane
Ghetto love, ghetto life, ghetto death, then ya gone
And after I'm deceased I'll know life gon' go on
And what about my sons, will they do what daddy didn't finish?
Will the light come to a close, shortly after my decision?
What about daddy's girl? Will she do what I wanted?
Or will she break my heart and let these, niggaz up on it?
What about daddy's girl? Will she do what I wanted?
Or will she break my heart and let these, niggaz up on it?
Life's a bitch
I swear to god, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers
Life's a bitch, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers
Life's a bitch, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers
Life's a bitch, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers
I'm on the verge of losin' my mind, this word is my last nerve
I done served my last dime, standin' on this crack curb
It's absurd, I been on this block, from the first to the third
Rocked a 'bird and seen two niggaz shot and left for dead in the dirt
I'm concerned if I die by the glock, will my soul soon burn?
My past clash with my future then, take a drastic turn
I'm submerged knee deep in this here, but those around can soon return
Morality's hotter than burn, makin' they hearts they burn
And say, "Fuck the world!"
We all going to hell for some, shit that we deserve
But first we was promised a hearse
And a chance on earth to visit church, for what it's worth
I'm tryin' make ammends for all the sins that occured
The uncontrollable urge that emerged when I, snatched that lady's purse
And the, last week that I slurred, when I, cursed on every verse
Inevitable, but well rehearsed, freezin' my hunger as well as my thirst
Is glocked, ready to burst, on any fools I encounter first
With the, maximum amount of force, even if, worst comes to worst
'Cuz life's a bitch
Life's a bitch
I swear to god, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers
Life's a bitch, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers
Life's a bitch, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers
Life's a bitch, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers
My total first, nineteen seventy six
Welcome to the world I did nine months for this shit?
Moms and pops couldn't get along, older brothers gettin' grown
Now I got nothin' but this dice I'm sittin' on
At night I'm closin' my eyes, and thinkin' about my folks that died
Tryin' to sleep on 'em, thinkin' I ain't supposed to cry
Uncle Paul he just died from too much alcohol
And all he wanted was a fifth and pack of Paul mall
And Momma's heart gettin' bad, grew up on hormones
I'm tryin' cut down on drinkin' but that's a lost cause
Guess we don't learn our lesson until we all fall
These racist cops got niggaz writin' they own laws
Please god, don't let 'em take us
Just tell momma I meant well, in time don't let me wake up
"Please God, don't let them folks take us!"
Sincerely, I meant well, in time don't let me wake up
Life's a bitch
I swear to god, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers
Life's a bitch, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers
Life's a bitch, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers
Life's a bitch, you take your chances
Too many questions, and not enough answers

Top Nappy Roots, Headz Up (Refried)

Use your head silly...
Where yo' head at?
Shawty, where yo' head at?
Show me where yo' head at
Shawty, where yo' head at? (that's all I know)
Y'all ain't never heard of B. Stille, the look that seals
Screwed up coupe DeVille, peep the vertical grill
Well Killa Cowboy pull the dirty cowbell
Hell anyway ya do the certified playa
The thickest, the thicker, the better, the pick of the litter
The sicker the chicken, the bigger the dick I deliver
The kidney, the liver, the shiver, the give in her BACK
Make the bigger the nigger deliver the miggity-MACK!
Y'all so ridiculous, hoes all up in my businesses
Got 'em stuffin up my tennant biz
My friend is here, so come around actin shady
I warned ya like (Dick Tracy) like Warren Beatty
Prophit hit it, 2-3-4-5
Kicked it off, 6-7-8-9, from behind
10-11-12, I'm... a glad man slingin geni-til y'all
Want that, get that - (here we come now)
Jump back, get back - (keep it goin now)
Which one? this one - (think about it now)
"She gon' lemme cut that's all I know" [B. Stille]
I'm bout to leave ya juice joint
Drunk as a mug, drunk out his mind
Too damn drunk to drive, jump out the ride
Lookin for a chicken to pluck, with plumped up thighs
Gotta be thicker than Granny's gravy on the side
So when I get it, I can cut her, big ol' chunky slice
And if I love it, I'ma lick it like it's pumpkin pie
Now you guys don't really want it 'less it's country fried
Now tell me whatcha really know about the country side
I been in the wild slums po'
Now won'chu tell me whattcha'll know about them country folk
With all the chicken wing and fish and the dirty spokes
My yeaga smoke, betta sell and twank, and blowin smoke
(That fool cool ain't a thang) Look how that Caddy roll
On them twenty-two like Muddy move the fuck and blow
We forever reppin 'Tucky and e'rythang below
Skinny D, slum, Nappy's how the stories roll,
we got that bump fo' sho' (yea)
Got the keys and we leavin, didn't even see the laws
So do we believe 'em?
Man these girls is bout freakin
Suckin and fuckin and tusslin, for the evenin, please believe 'em
Who's that girl? Oh that girl
Somethin outta magazine, curvy queen
Cross between, Britney, Whitley, Whitney (crispy) Mya, Pink
Kim and Lil'...
Oh where yo' head at, askin me where my bread at
Tell ya man, man I said that
Stop the askin me, and naggin me, and harrassin me
for it be a tragedy
Don't you know the damn thang
They come to do the damn thang
For they leave best believe they do the damn thang
Scales throws scragglers
Hooks 'em like hagglers
Don't talk much the game is spectacular
(Told you to use your head silly
Where yo' head at? I ain't stutter
Getcha mind outta the gutter and pass the butter
That's all I know, come on
"She gon' let me cut, that's all I know..."

Top Nappy Roots, Awnaw

Yeah, haha Nappy Roots
Awwnaw!
Awnaw! Hell naw! Man
Y'all done up and done it
Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy
Y'all done up and done it
Awnaw! Hell naw! Boy
Y'all done up and done it
Ah, y'all done up and done it
Man y'all done up and done it
My first song was like forty-eight bars with no hook
You hear me flippin thru my pages out my favorite notebook
The microphone was in the closet (What?) No headphones, we lost it
Niggas scared to get some water, roaches hangin over the faucets
No AC, Tez'll break a sweat just tryin to make beats
E-Dubz was being a hustler, (Heeeyy man!)
all play flirtin all his customers, and flat broke
Nappy smokin blacks out on the back po'ch
I'm thinkin I got everything a country boy could ask for
Now what we do to get here? (Say dat boy!!)
Lay it down and bring it to ya raw (Say dat boy!!)
Hey now we hurt some, suffered for more, takes what we work for
Hated for for the cussin, but the hatred it made us cuss more
Held on, but it was hard - stepped up, took charge
Ran thru what we scared up, but what was we afraid for?
Look what we made of, heart that what made us
Being here is alright, but MUST believe we won't fall!
Them country boys on the rise!
With them big fat wheels on the side!
Peep them vertical grills on the ride!
And aw-awww-awww-awwwww!
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awwwwwwww!
My yegga, we hogwild, bet that from that roota to that toota-file
Hell naw, them country boys ain't headed south for six miles
Kentucky mud, them kinfolk, twankies with them hundred-spokes
Skullied on that front po'ch, plus you know they got 'dro
Seventy-nine coupe DeVille vertical Caddy grill
Interstate 65 headin down to Cashville
Glass filled, to the tippy-top, back-seat Benz
Spent my last cent on the rent, left with pocket lints
A damn shame, gotta grind anythang and everythang
Jimmy Crack Corn, cross the county line with Mary Jane
A long time, a gravel road, to cash and fame and sold my soul
To Hell and back, and back and forth, with same jeans and nappy 'fro
I might, hop off the Harley, spoke mine like Bob Marley
Not parties with charties, wallin like they swallowin Bacardi
Them butter-skin, Prophit gotta like them
Understand you 'bout to lose ya life fuckin with THEEEMM!
Them country boys on the rise!
With them big fat wheels on the side!
Peep the vertical grills on the ride!
And aw-awww-awww-awwwww!
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awwwwwwww!
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awwwwwwww!
Them country boys on the ride!
With them big fat wheels on the side!
Peep the vertical grills on the ride!
And aw-awww-awww-awwwww!
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills

Top Nappy Roots, Ride

Put your head against my life
What do you hear
A million words just trying to make
Love song of the year
Close your eyes but don't forget
What you have heard
A man just trying to say three words
Words that make you scared
A million love songs later
And here I am trying to tell you that I care
A million love songs later and here I am
A million love songs later and here I am
Looking to the future now
This is what I see
A million chances pass me by
A million chances to hold you
Take me back, take me back
To where I wanna be
Hide away from all my truth
Through the light I see
A million love songs later
And here I am trying to tell you that I care
A million love songs later and here I am
A million love songs later and here I am
Oh yeah, oh girl, and here I am

Top Nappy Roots, Welcome To The Show

Yeah....ha....uh....
They say success is the best revenge, tell a friend
keep 'em close like a enemy, invest to win
safeless, the necessary, leave the rest to them
loose lips sink boats, try your best to swim
captain of your ship, do ya best and grin
never let 'em see you sweat the stress again
and make a new direction, take ya next of kin
out the trap, it's called life--make the best of it
Well it's the F-I-S-H S-C-A-L-E-S
you can find me rollin' hella sess
I keep a smile cause I never stress
I'm gettin' love in Kentucky from Paducah back to Somerset
and yeah I'm country I don't run from that
I got a catalogue full of 16s say I come from there
and this is me all day, I'm never clockin in'
just wanna say thank y'all for just stoppin' in
Welcome to the show, welcome to the show, Welcome to the show
Dear God, let them hear me and see you
thanks heavenly for what you allow me to do
all things are possible when I go through you
thanks for the caterin' and real good food
thanks for the DJ and 5-man crew
bless him for the fans, God, you the man
well, as I bring this to a close
bless me with a feel for the real good (HOES!!!)
Uh, I rock the, v-neck tees, wrinkly jeans
old people askin' me "do you sleep in them jeans?"
I reply, "no sir or ma'am, this is the style,"
big smile, I ain't felt like this in a while
see the young'ns on the block, tell 'em stay in that school
gangbangin', hangin' out, smokin', drinkin' ain't cool
show you how to be a leader, just follow your dreams
and always vow to keep it Nappy by any means
Dude, dude, you guys are phenomenal dude...
I promise...I mean, my sister loves you guys...
I joined this frat because of you guys...
Fuckin' awesome, man...
Nappy fuckin' Roots
The world's a stage, just tryin' to play my part
keep my feet on earth and still parlay with the stars
yeah I be spacin' out, vacation to Mars
but when I return, I come back with the burn
what you learn? Sometimes you have to take it that far
it's more important how you finish than the way that you start
life is bittersweet, even taste a lil' tart
let you make the situation, it don't make who you are
you can't throw in your hand, might as well play with your cards
you win some, you lose some, don't take it to heart
take it to the next level, take it way out the chart
you don't wanna leave here without makin' your mark
bet your light shine, find your way out the dark
surround yourself with good energy so you can stay charged
stay on the cuttin' edge, make sure your blades stay sharp

Top Nappy Roots, War & Peace

Welcome
War/Peace, c'mon Nappy
Love/Lust, now say it, Roots
I got a telegram from a pelican
Said in the clouds last night she got higher then she's ever been
Seen shuttles and huddles, hard rocks and war bombs
In real life our words in distorted sound
Coke and Hen' mix, guitar Jimi Hendrix
Smokes and blunts but this is my experience
The world's corrupt, how can I defend it?
Need more love, that's why I have to send it
Know what it is when you really tryin to be somethin
But in your minds you really can't find nothin
But am I wrong if a preacher can't reach me?
Or am I dumb cause a teacher can't teach me?
I'm too black for this world here to bleach me
I'm too much hell for this heaven here to keep me
But you can beat me, slander me, cancel me
But see I'm real so you still gotta answer me
The thought of all destruction, man ain't nothin gonna last
I feel the pain and sufferin, the system done collapsed
Wood is burnin, big construction's burnin, holdin on a pass
Shattered glass the aftermath, tragic death is on the trail
Empty shells, the ghetto's extinct, there's heaven and there's hell
Burnin souls, the opposite of peace for 7 million years
Started livin well, self-esteem, been lovin with myself
It's time for revolution, get yo' gauge and bullets off the shelf
Because it's war
Because the end is almost here but I done been here before
So I haven't any fear for I trust in the Lord
When I die nobody cry, nobody shed not a tear
In the middle of the floor pour out your liquor and your beer
I'm still witcha, you can hear me loud and clearly
When I'm howlin at the moon (whoooooo)
Mama heard me freestylin in the womb
Heard me battlin the beat of her heart when it boom
I'm born again, I'm free! I'm Nappy to my Roots!
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, do it, do it, do it!
Rich man purchased a poor one
This land versus a fore run
Either you with us or for 'em
Pistols and missiles got 'em just to wage war on
It ain't safe even in Oregon
Each mourn, then there's more gone
Bloodshed filthy as the money it pours on
The guilty hand washes the sore one
King James boxin a Qu'ran
The officials are morons, can't trust no one
But if the whinos don't know it, the streets won't repeat it
If it ain't adverse, then the reverend won't preach it
Represent the slums, the misfits and have-nots

Top Nappy Roots, Small Town

[Lil Yuk:]
Boy say to me, he say, "Ay Yuk! What's yo favorite city? "
And I say "West Virginia. That's my home town."
[Chorus:]
Take me back to West V-A
Take me back to Charleston
It's them doggone busy city streets
That I'm ridin' to get far from
Ridin' to a small town
Ridin' to a small town
Take me back to Massachusetts
Take me back to Cape Cod
It's them doggone big ol' city buildings
I'm ridin' to escape from
Ridin' to a small town
Ridin' to a small town
[B. Stille:]
Yo, uh, ridin' past beautiful cow fields
Top down see how the air feels
I see trees that was here before me
Seem like each one's telling a story
I just wanna go hit the local bar
Where the owner's fat and smoke cigars
Where country girls attracted me
Like everybody works in a factory
Where they ship they goods to bigger places
A city lights just could never replace this
Where high school sports is what we live for
Hit the lotto and next week you still poor
In a small town
[Chorus:]
Take me back to West V-A
Take me back to Charleston
It's them doggone busy city streets
That I'm ridin' to get far from
Ridin' to a small town
Ridin' to a small town
Take me back to Massachusetts
Take me back to Cape Cod
It's them doggone big ol' city buildings
I'm ridin' to escape from
Ridin' to a small town
Ridin' to a small town
[Ron Clutch:]
They say the whole damn world is country
Small town livin', not a porch monkey
Dirt road and gravel, anywhere you travel
Mechanic is the sheriff is the judge with the gavel
Everybody cousin, cause everybody kin
Piggly Wiggly one school everybody friends
From high school football to family reunions
Movin' at the speed of life drunk by noon and
That's my uncle, I know everybody got one
Freaky-ass white girl, daddy got a shotgun
Fly through the town, ya blink ya might miss it
City slicker in the country wish you come visit
Come on down, come on down
Come on down, come on down
Lil' Yuk, what you think about that right there?
[Lil' Yuk:]
Like, man, uh, I like North Carolina. I like Kentucky, Tennessee, like...
I don't wanna, I wanna see something important and take a right and right there at it
I don't like all that traffic. I like to get where I'm going
I like people with things on they man like, "Let's have a good time, let's sit on the porch."
That's what I was telling my homeboy Plump down in Duluth. You know, in Georgia
We was gonna kick it and do it way big. He always show us around at the office
And like why you go to the office?
I'm like "Man it's some real people comin' from a small town."
And that's where I'm from. And that's where I do rappin'
That's Nappy Roots. That's Fish Scales, and that's Clutch
An that's B. Stille and that's Skinny Deville, that's V
That's, that's history, man
You know when you from the country everything's cool, you know
Give us a front porch, give us a thing of Patron and give us
You know a few Corona, a Red Stripe. You know, things like that
Budweiser if ya money's low. But we gonna have a good time, man
We comin from a small town. Bowling Green, Kentucky
Milledgeville, Georgia. You know thangs like that
I like Keepwater [? ] Mississippi, you know, Florida
All them places like that, small town
Still love for LA and Chicago, but when I wanna kick I wanna be in a small town
[Chorus:]
Take me back to West V-A
Take me back to Charleston
It's them doggone busy city streets
That I'm ridin' to get far from
Ridin' to a small town
Ridin' to a small town
Take me back to Massachusetts
Take me back to Cape Cod
It's them doggone big ol' city buildings
I'm ridin' to escape from
Ridin' to a small town

Top Nappy Roots, Slums

"Please baby, please don't leave"
We rappers in the slums.. alright..
Let's get this motherfucker crunkin from Kentucky to Baghdad
Ya pops was always gone but that didn't make him a bad dad
We still managed to eat, and come to think wattn't half bad
But Doug was always humerous bout the things they would never have
Now I was born in Oakland better known as the Cold Town
Done seen too many folk down, some put the soul down
Done heard my momma cryin if I knew what I know now
I'd pro'ly have to greet the party room with the fo' pound
I'm tryna keep my head on straight to keep me from catchin
in case I feel my insides burnin, musta swallowed all twenty-eight
I'm drinkin milk with magnesium, but still I ain't feelin straight
Some mo' had murdered my granddad over real-estate
Rappers in the slums... rappers in the slums...
Rappers in the slums... aww, aww, aww, aww...
Rappers in the slums... rappers in the slums...
Rappers in the slums... aww, aww, aww, aww...
Puffy, if I put it out - sucky, if I pull it out
Ohh me, ya better kick it out, or ya livin in a haunted house
Ran how you tried to run, came how you tried to come
Did what you couldn't do, difference between me and you
Slum for a while now, country for a lifetime
Cool is what I choose to be, but that ain't what I used to be
Muddy waters couldn't drown a nigga, bloodhounds on the trail for real
Shakin up this rap shit, givin niggaz hell for real
Turn a hold the dog deal, mucus and you hearin right
National Geographic ain't, fuckin with this wildlife
Hissin; I'm finna strike, rattlin; I'm finna bite
Hell with a blue light, fuckin with no rooms tonight!
Now once again, you see me layin down the law
These cowards tryna catch me like my hustle gotta fall
Bitch I'm Southern bred
That's where you break it down to raw and then you flush the rest
I said you break it down to raw and then you flush the rest
And I ain't playin witcha'll haters since y'all fucked up my order
Got me playin with a gram, coulda been up to a quarter
Now my cousin, called me up and said he finally did it
Graduated from a handheld, to primary digits
Cuz in the slums we don't work we just grind and gamble
Guarunteed I got that shit, niggaz dyin to sample
Now whattchu know about that work from the states of Georgia

Top Nappy Roots, Sell It Out

Smoked the bong to the bang and got crunk
Shorty with the thong and the chain's about to get nutty
From my song my hands, I ain't tryna be ya buddy
Let a player cut somethin *scratching*
Now it's on anything that got drunk
Skully took it strong to the brain, and I'm
talkin dirty to this broad, "where yo' mayne?"
Think about it, till early in the mo'nin, bout 7:30
Get it on with the Philly, light the blunt and hell it's on
If ya tryna hit me, then hit me on my cella-phone
Really homes, take a hunnie with the silicone
Tighter than an S-Type sittin right on plenty chrome
Strong in the game, but not to play with anyone
Yeaga like to dance, but not just to any song
Gotta be the one, that rep well clear from
"No perm, no fade, no brush, no comb"
Broke somethin, drank somethin, cut somethin, what (set it out)
Broke somethin, drank somethin, cut somethin, what (set it out)
Broke somethin, drank somethin, cut somethin, what (set it out)
Broke, drank, cut, what (set it out)
Made the next call for the drink, the drink; straight to the head
Stuck on the wall, thumbtack, but what I shoulda did
Focus on the sack and sip just a little bit
Blame it on the Jack D, get back to the chick
Look I'm a mack, I think ya ass fulla shit
It ain't the way ya talkin broad, who ya think ya foolin wit?
Any nigga off the street, he game, school the chick
A hoe is a hoe fa sho', and any shoe'll fit
Call it what you want, blunt lit in the club crunk
Drunk than a muh'fucker, split tryna cut somethin
Quick now us want somethin, and the broad lookin thick
Whattchu think he slicker than the liquor tryna move his dick?
Now hold up; what? Stop; huh?
Somebody roll the weed up, feet up
V.I.P. lookin all G'd up, hair stay P'd up
Can't talk long gotta cut somethin, see ya
Broke somethin, drink somethin, cut somethin, hold up, what?!
Broke somethin, drink somethin, cut somethin, hold up, what?!
Broke somethin, drink somethin, cut somethin, hold up, what?!
Broke somethin, drink somethin, cut somethin, hold up, what?!
Nappy Roots, get it up at a sold out show
Cut her to, give it up when ya tho' that dough
Don't be playin no games, what I told that hoe
Forget her name, but she gone lemme cut that's all I know
Now I'm horny as a - pitbull
Some alcohol 'case I mess around and cut somethin
Get fooled, at the bar smoke somethin
It's cool, hit the telly, two hens in the whirlpool
Steady sippin on courvoisier
Ghetto type at the bar spittin the gossip-eh
That's all - lookin like Beyonce
Bout to cut, stuff brown in my cup (yeaga what?)
Hurry up dawg, tryna holla at these broads
Tell 'em I'm a playa, watch 'em cream in her drawers
Say I'm Randy Moss then her panties came off
Quicker than a wide receiver runnin out on a cross

Top Nappy Roots, P.o.n.

I can handle it when we casually meet
When I bump into you on the street
And you’re standing there with him, hand in hand
But when I’m alone and it’s late at night
And I know he’s there lying by your side
Then baby, it’s more than my heart can stand
More than my heart can stand
I just might go crazy
Cos the pain is more than my heart can’t stand
Baby, please come back
Can’t you see that I’m a fractured man
Down to taking fifteen breaks a day or so
I say it’s for a smoke, but I quit years ago
It’s really just to dry my eyes again
But most of the time I can put my will through
To the midnight hour, bring on the calls to you
Then baby, it’s more than my heart can stand
More than my heart can stand
I just might go crazy
Cos the pain is more than my heart can’t stand
Baby, please come back
Can’t you see that I’m a fractured man
I can hear a funny joke, I can hang with the folks
And never mention your name, baby
I can laugh for a while, make a smile with the best in the land
But I don’t know how much longer I can
More than my heart can stand
I just might go crazy
Cos the pain is more than my heart can’t stand
Baby, please come back
Can’t you see that I’m a fractured man
More than my heart can stand
I can just blame it on my heart
Blame it on my heart
More than my heart can stand
Ooh baby, yeah, yeah, come on home
More than my heart can stand
I just might go crazy, I just might go crazy
More than my heart can stand
Baby, please come back

Top Nappy Roots, No Static

No Static, no static, got an automatic
No Static, no no static, no static, no static
Too much of anything makes you an addict
Take a nigga back to tobacco road
I'd give my old soul what it's asking fo
I'm trying to find where them angels sing at
Where X and King at
So listen for the knowledge I bring back
Cause cigarette pack and duece bottle
Blue collar ain't too much we can do father
Taketh me I live life so anxiously
Tell me this is bout more than sex and buying weed
Maybe but anyway we burn daily, sip baileys, early sex,
Unwanted babies, scream push till I push daises
Pops raised me through this blind crooked and crazy world
I'm just riding along see where it takes me
Keep buying cars and rims until it breaks me
I'm fold like bread on a loose sandwhich, too damaged
Still I've got to slow down and find a balance
No static got an automatic
Too much of anything makes you an addict
No static got an automatic
Too much of anything makes you an addict
No no static got an automatic
Too much of anything makes you an addict
No no static got an automatic
Too much of anything makes you an addict
You spend a lot of long nights trying to make it like an open flame
Smoking jane posted on this porch
I got this close to fame without the leroy
But we live forever wood and leather
Slum is in my village like them niggas in Detroit
What up though? It's all or none and I'm going for the gusto
And everyday is cut throat but I don't give a fuck yo
Gutter bread slice it different ways
I got some shit to say, split the swisher, pack the hay,
Roll it up and hit the bitch
Addicted to this country living giving it my all dog
Raw till I fall y'all here to california
And back again trafficing like rog what's happening
I'm traveling looking for the kill like I'm bill I'll
My own right left without my soul tight
Roll threw a cold night
Swerving on a country road
Six pack of michalobs, o with some funky dro
Two much of anything can make a nigga lose control
No static got an automatic
Too much of anything makes you an addict
No static got an automatic
Too much of anything makes you an addict
No no static got an automatic
Too much of anything makes you an addict
No no static got an automatic
Too much of anything makes you an addict
See I love my reefa, love my ganets
And I don't fit into society I'm a menace
Slap my balls on ya rack like tennis
And turn the henney up and don't stop till I'm finished
I'm pissy drunk, one shot might get me crunk
Not to mention shawty rollin up like 50 blunts
Got nappy in this bitch
Sticks to the bricks
I'm a cowboy dog it's to the face though mix
We go 90 in the slow lane with just enough to traffic
Cross the line bout 40 times a week on an average
Forward then backwards packaged like a sack lunch
Ridin dirty, high as fuck, puffin on a bad blunt
What's ya ass want? Nappy serve it all day
Always keep it caddy hoggin dog it's all wood
Too much of anything can make ya think it's all good
Got an automatic skinny devil and we all should
No static got an automatic
No static, no no static
Too much of anything makes you an addict

Top Nappy Roots, Pete Rose

South [?] edge
Tire of killed Obama everywhere I piss roll [?]
And take a [?] twenty five on a back road
Oh boy tell em what you came from
Yeah all the G's in the drink grab the hose and hit the damn mother fucker
What that nigga think
As country folk losing hope ain't' see much a change
Photo for a vote but I keep em [?]
[?] the land of the brave I say, home of the [?] the land of the slave
Got me chasing this G's I'm stucking amazed
Got she like fuck the degree fuck it your [?]
Got [?] killers death fish swimmers
Go hands [?] the sins of [?] dealers
[?] Olympic winners if you own you can handle like [?]
[Hook:]
With the scene [?]
Streets dirt rose young blurs
G's street [?] rose
G's big rose, Pete show.
[?] man fuck a white [?] fuck a [?]
And t boys from the apartment take your shit
Watch and see ti [?] look at these damn fool
Shawty [?] but little white bitch [?]
The things on man on do to try to make an honest living
Seems impossible when opportunity is missing
On top of that a lot of bills gotta be the children
[?] for the shit we're playin [?]
My homie just got out my cousin going back in
Recorders of my neighborhood feel packed in a pin
I swear the justice is some set up target like man
They say a new phenomena they going on suspect in
[?] I'm a side looking for leads to clock's ticking
Should block down the cop strippin
Community model stop snitchin
Piss off the beat of [?]
[Hook:]
With the scene [?]
Streets dirt rose young blurs
G's street [?] rose
G's big rose, Pete show.
[?] blunt and I don't do paper
I'm in the [?] to myself getting straight paper
Poe folks like [?]
[?] still head it at the bar
[?] don't mean what they used to mean
Now they [?] tryn to kill a thing
Yeah I'm on my Pete Rose bear it out let make it kill it
Before while I lay my head I'm tryin to get a billion
I used to do it for the love I kind of loved the feeling
Fuck a [?] deal [?]
I'm in the bucket piping the man of [?]
I [?] fuck it
Black tees at the tease low cut chuck it
The old school p can crush it
[Hook:]
With the scene [?]
Streets dirt rose young blurs
G's street [?] rose

Top Nappy Roots, Nappy U Here

Nappy you hear me, glad that you here man
Back [?] still take it
What they give, family
Still living [?] family
Happy new year, nappy u here
We in vision and the new clear
We the center of this blue spear
And we promising,
Picture shack and [?] is you give
We bad, take it back to the plants on the front porch
To the lies with the lost of a front door
To the keys to achieve what they want most
To our dreams when you come close
Tears, red clay, red cup with the red A
Good kid quit school, then he went astray
You can learn every law that the man make
But in the end I believe you all people straight
I'm not to be here, my cup is full and raising in the atmosphere
I'm thankful for the fact that we [?] hell of an year
Yeah my baby's getting older, time be flying when you open
Like a screen door in the summer time
I'm grinding mostly focus
At the task of hands,
Survival of the fittest is the master plan
The winners keeps the spoils of war
The [?] I understand
Oh lord, not again, please don't let me fall back in the slum
I'm paranoid, I'm loosing it, I'm sleeping with the pump
Double [?] I can't give a fuck about what you want
But let me keep it cool and let me take a couple puffs off of the blunt
Times is getting hard, industry is changing like the weather
We been killing shits [?] leather
Nappy you hear me, glad that you here man
Back [?] still take it
What they give, family
Still living [?] family
Fire couldn't kill us, water couldn't drown us
Coach used to say if you can play their fire
Thank god for Jack Daniels
When the going gets hard, go get gloves
And grab it by the handle, and handle it
Smiles don't mean us all good, on my life I've been [?]
So I witness real hood [?] really do it
And let them record it
So you can youtube it, [?] no you're not me
And I can care a little and give a damn a lot less what you think about me
Smoke drink and you think about me
And result in the field about me
I remember like yesterday, barely had a pot to piss
Just a water melon, piece of chicken and a pot of [?]
On top of this, cheap whiskey, whatever god [?]
Looking back when it all seemed so innocent
The og's told me to cherish these good old days
So they know they was dropping jewels by the look of they face
Looking like they give everything, he could have took my place
Took a last look to his whiskey, took it to the face
The one that end on they cap [?] chase
So what good is the trap if cats can't escape?
Life's a book written in ink that you can't erase
Lord don't let this all be a beautiful waste
Back [?] still take it
What they give, family
Still living [?] family
It's a small world, watch what you do
Can't argue with a fool man the young cats is [?]
Like it ain't no thang
Better watch what you're smiling with
Cause they don't play no games like hotel tv's
With that block on the cable cord,
But killing your people don't make it hard
Just real, rest in peace, Nate Dog, one day you're here
Then the next day you're gone, do [?] at the crib
Didn't get the chance to tell him how you feel
But that's just how it is
Gotta live with the guilt
I know it's hard to get over,
But you must get do it, one way or the other
That's life, every day we deal with something new
Never getting too comfortable, stay on alert

Top Nappy Roots, Back Home

You know what I'm talkin about?
Lifes good when the [?] ain't easy
Remember we was kids, just nappy headed, greasy
Everything was simple, just like we saw on tv
My how time flies, quick, fast, in 3D
Yesterday was fun and tomorrows never promised
Today is the moment that we sieze and we squeeze
See, life is full of choices and opporunities they sometimes hard to come by and [?]
Leaves in the fall is when I miss the summer breeze
When the [?] of the day [?] remain on the trees
We are the same like the birds and the bees
Even educated fiends find it strange to believe
Nevermind the [?] it can be it as it seems
The answers that we seek [?] dreams
Why things happen usually end in diamond rings
And what often makes us happy leaves [?], c'mon
[Chorus:]
We can make it on our own
But we ain't got to be alone
Just in case when things go wrong
You can always come back home
Where you'll always be a star
Doesn't matter who you are
Even when you go too far
You can always come back home
Ya'll know how it feel when you come from outta town
That familiar smell when the window come down
Catch up with sports center, let me sit down
Walk to the corner, and see what went down
Never thought id be back on my mamas couch
? gateway till I get out
John Wall, he got me thinking bout [?]
Downtown [?], those were the days
Ridin through country rolls, spittin and flow
Blocked out western [?]
Wizard of oz on em, click my heels
[?] it's that real
Years ago I shot my first video
But the way they actin now, just wouldn't know
[Chorus]
Aight take me back to south Carolina
Outside clubs [?] leavin [?]
We were so drunk where the owners didn't mind us
Plus we gave posters, course we gon' sign em
Next stop Athens, man I love Athens
Wake up with a smile like 'damn what just happened'
In tenn. Now passin UT
I love gattlinburg, it's good for [?]
Stop and [?] cause gas is so cheap
[?] she cook us something to eat
Can't wait to see the signs from [?]?
Stop by and see the whole crib on center street
Roll some [?] and keep movin
Kentucky legs look real good but we cruising
Call mama up to see what's on the stove
See no matter where I go I can come back home
She told me, seasons change, I feel like goin back to where I came
Just to find out that nothing stays the same
These are the good ol' days
These are the good ol' days
[Chorus]

Top Nappy Roots, Good Day

Let's begin Now
[Intro:]
You know today I just woke up and I said
You know instead of waitin' on a good day
Waitin' around through up's and down's waitin'
On something to happen I just say
[Chorus:]
We're gonna have
We're gonna have
We're gonna have a good day
And all my homies gonna ride today
And all these mommies look fly today
And all we wanna do is get by today
Heyyy,
We're gonna have a good day
And ain't nobody gotta cry today
Cause ain't nobody gonna die today
Save that drama for another day
Heyyy we're gonna have a good day
[Verse 1:]
Hairline fresh, new cologne on
Feelin' so good changed the colors to my phone
Orange kool-aid go good with patron
A naw hell naw boy still my ring tones
Free car wash had to clean up the dodge
Get back when I can just playin' my part
Church folk had a fish fry
Mustard, hot sauce, light bread, and french fries
Love for the big guy
Hit the park, boys showin' off their hops
Nappy Roots on the radio and you know it bops
Last night I hit the pick tree bought some Air Force ones
4 tall tees man I love the Begees
[Chorus:]
We're gonna have
We're gonna have
We're gonna have a good day
And all my homies gonna ride today
And all these mommies look fly today
And all we wanna do is get by today
Heyyy,
We're gonna have a good day
And ain't nobody gotta cry today
Cause ain't nobody gonna die today
Save that drama for another day
Heyyy we're gonna have a good day
[Verse 2:]
We're gonna have a good day
And I fin to worry bout what noboy say
I'm still above ground that's the reason I pray
Got my car cleaned up now I'm ready to play
Make call to the sticks say I'm headin' dat way
Heard my cousin cookin out I gotta get me a plate
Got new outfit ain't even out in the states
So if they ain't speakin' to soon but this is a hell of a day
And these dickies got me sitin' in a hell of a place
Got my stunna shades on and grin on my face
My grill looks mean but I swear I'm straight
And the hood showin' love so I'm A-okay
[Chorus:]
We're gonna have
We're gonna have
We're gonna have a good day
And all my homies gonna ride today
And all these mommies look fly today
And all we wanna do is get by today
Heyyy,
We're gonna have a good day
And ain't nobody gotta cry today
Cause ain't nobody gonna die today
Save that drama for another day
Heyyy we're gonna have a good day
[Verse 3:]
We might as well do exactly what the children sayin'
Take a day off hit park and just hang
Bar-b-que, roll a few and put up the dukes
And if it's beef, put the piece down throw up the dukes
It's time to change our ways
So we can save the day
For the children sake and make a better place to play
And if it's all good break out your click and grip your wood
And if you ridin' dirty just light your spl- and blow your sss...
But dot real big exactly like a player should
Enjoy your 24's do your thang and rep your hood
The world is all yours
But still we all bound forever
In a day the choice you make is relly all fine
[Chorus:]
We're gonna have
We're gonna have
We're gonna have a good day
And all my homies gonna ride today
And all these mommies look fly today
And all we wanna do is get by today
Heyyy,
We're gonna have a good day
And ain't nobody gotta cry today
Cause ain't nobody gonna die today
Save that drama for another day

Top Nappy Roots, Know Bout Me

It’s another sleepless night without you there
Things didn’t turn out right, time to move on
Every night the tears fall from my eyes
To wash away the loneliness
Long after you’re tears are dried
I’ll be crying overtime
Life just ain’t so cold with a lonely heart
But it’s so hard to let go of this love I feel for you
For every night the tears fall from my eyes
To wash away the loneliness
Until I get you off my mind
I’ll be crying overtime
And every night the tears fall from my eyes
To wash away the loneliness
Until I get you off my mind
I’ll be crying
See that I’m crying
Yes, yes I’m crying baby, yeah
Can’t you see that, can’t you see that I need
I need you woman, I need you girl, oh baby
Come inside with me

Top Nappy Roots, All 4 You

[Talking: Big V]
We love our fans
Special feelin man, when you can talk to your fans
We answer all our myspace
Through my travels, 8ball told me
He say V pay your dues, and in due time they'll pay you
[Background Chorus:]
It's all for you
Chops on the track
Hello, glad you took time to write
Still playin Wooden Leather, that's alright
Nah nuh-uh we not broke up
Left Atlantic records, we woke up
Yeah yeah Skinny's doin fine
Florida is special, always have a good time
Call me, if you want that verse
We got a show in Chi-town next month on the first
Ya hur
[Talking]
Lord thank you for this music, it's all I got
[Chorus: x2]
Cause it's all for you
[Talking: Cont Big V]
Of course we love Atlanta, you know we love the A
It's alright, it's alright man Kentucky, Tennessee, taste this beat
I'm typin this in for you
[Skinny Deville:]
Ya, spit like it ain't no thing
You held me down from day one
It's the same old slang
8th grade rockin shell toes [?] and fake gold chains
Freestylin on the playground, the game don't change
Just the playas, who made it through the same long days
On the grind I'm tryin to get mine in my own way
Cash before fame, if I maintain
Through all the good times I had
Fans I gotta say thanks
[Talking: B. Stille]
Uh huh, I really need you
[Chorus x2]
Shoutout to Nikki from Jersey by the way, she thinks I'm the sexy man alive too, imagine that
So many people happy now that we back
Nappys on the track and we lovin this feedback
Stille your verse was cold like Kobe on game night
I appreciate that love, thanks for spelling my name right
Sometimes I'm unsure and insecure, then the sight of your face
Helps me indure
That's why we go hard when we out on tour
Be sure to buy the cd when it's out in stores
Cause what I'm sayin is
Uh uh
[Fish Scales:]
Dear fans out in cope cod
Big sky Montana, to Atlanta out on boulevard
The hurricane just missed us
We in Baton Rouge now with kids takin pictures
Last night we did Cheyenne
It was cold, didn't see Yellowstone is was closed
Well the albums coming soon, matter fact June
Hit my page, give me your thoughts on the tunes
And remember
World Champions
[Chorus x2]
[Skinny Deville:]
Look, straight from my heart to yours
One love to each and all
Support good music, this movement gonna reach you all
Cause nappy'll come runnin when the peoples call
Keep it real, keep it raw, cause we need you all
I need that love, keep my above all the hatred
Give me the strength to make it
This bond is sacred
Incase you ain't know how much we appreiate it

Top Nappy Roots, Down 'n' Out

It was a ho-down, another ho-down
It was a ho-down, another ho-down
Walked into the club and farted
Damn! Look at shawty off in the cut actin' naughty
Eye contact, made sure that she saw me
Said y'all, don't get it twisted like I'm ballin'
Down south stripper from New Orleans, thick as mud
Baby show me love, with a little tittie rub
Said, "Hit me later on baby, maybe we can what? "
Said, "Sound like a plan" with my hand on her butt
But shit hit the fan sho' nuff, nigga hold up
Baby doll had a man, matta fact was a soldier
Ain't that a beyotch! He was sittin' on the sofa
Smokin' on some doja, tryna see some exposure
Had the whole spot sold up, legs tired
Bar done closed up, all of a sudden her man showed up
Automobiles, planes, and locomotives
Train with the focus see both ran through hunger
Tag-teamed that beyotch, then I called my niggaz over
They smashed in the 'Lac, popped that twat like a soda
Fuckin' with his wife so you know when I ain't sober
And niggaz in the back seat with the freak in the Nova, it was a ho-down
I can't believe that she's real, it was a ho-down
The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
If you knew what I knew, it was a ho-down
You would be down in there too, another ho-down
Uh, now peep game of a star, stepped out the car
Walked through the door, checked the bitch at the bar
Eyin' her down, while I split my cigar
Can I offer you a drink or some dick in the park?
You know I'm just sayin' that to get you mad
But you knowin' damn well I wanna hit yo' ass
Yo I ain't the type of nigga that be jumpin' the gun
But you lookin' like a dime piece and I'm huntin'' for one
What's ya name? Nah, better yet, what's ya game?
Wanna ride in the Navigator, switchin' four lanes?
Or chill up in the bedroom, sniffin' cocaine?
Said she's the type of girl to get down with no shame
And everything I said before was no thang
We ran outside, and jumped in the ride
Next thing I know I'm gettin' head while I drive
Eyes open wide, down 65, it's a ho-down
I can't believe that she's real, it was a ho-down
The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
If you knew what I knew, it was a ho-down
You would be down in there too, another ho-down
I can't believe that she's real, it was a ho-down
The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
If you knew what I knew, it was a ho-down
You would be down in there too, another ho-down
It was a ho-down, I knew it was all great
When the hoe caught me late in room 508
Oh, she got live on tape, the price was low-rate
Plus she had a nice showcase, you thought she was ya soul mate?
Just because she got some shove in her can
Doesn't mean your 'sposed to go and fall in love with her man
Kissin' and huggin' and actin', in love with her, man
Takin' her out to restaurants and, rubbin' her hands
If you knew what I knew, you wouldn't do what you do
But it's true that you, had no clue what she do
'Cause you trust her through thick and thin
You missed it when, she was gettin' live offa fifth of Gin
Get rammed in by me, while she lick my friends
When she finally came home you probably kissed her then, lame-o
The more you tried to claim the hoe was an angel
The quicker I realized the freak was a stank-hoe, it was a ho-down
I can't believe that she's real
The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
If you knew what I knew
You would be down in there too, it was a ho-down
I can't believe that she's real, it was a ho-down
The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
If you knew what I knew, it was a ho-down
You would be down in there too, another ho-down
I can't believe that she's real, it was a ho-down
The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
If you knew what I knew, it was a ho-down
You would be down in there too, another ho-down
It was a ho-down, another ho-down

Top Nappy Roots, Congratulations

Good guys finish last [?]
In result my concern
Take your time wait your turn
Winds gonna blow just stand firm
Well our man will take a plain
[?] first class and never look your way
[?] will perform on the same stage
Patrol cross country two whole days
[?] pigs along the way
People we met what they say
I was out of town when I heard your voice
It hurt like hell but made a choice
[?] I came from nothing
Burn the whole truth ashamed and [?] nothing
Let's me know I have been through something
Only the [?] will survive the struggle
[Chorus:]
Congratulation
Say I have been through much
Always on the [?] working this
Working that
Fuck it this used to be my attitude
Coming from a place were you really got lucky
Never thought I will see a day the devil couldn't touch me
What the hell would I know never [?]
The war from the country the middle of Kentucky
[?] special and one [?] to open being [?] wouldn't change by the [?]
I had to make a choice keep running no stop
I ain't [?] but a nigger learnt a lot [?] know a few that didn't make it out
So we poured into a liquor make a toast and take a shot
For the wars that we lost on our way to the top
[Chorus:]
Congratulation
Say I have been through much
Always on the [?] working this
Working that
[?] fight till final
Nice with the left hitting better with the right
First day of school [?]
I am always keep [?] of cool
Spending my days at the bar
High school buddies [?] Kentucky
Touch me [?] know I will be miss
And my girl stay down [?]
She could do better
I knew it so I let her
Only 1 trying to deal with the pressure
Heard you boy trying to be the next [?]
My efforts put it to a [?]
A couple [?]
Took a while to [?]
But the [?] lives on [?] became you
And if I could everybody on the hills to salute
No hill no wait through
To everyone [?] is time that you
[Chorus:]
Congratulation
Say I have been through much
Always on the [?] working this
Working that
It's all for one and one for all
Together we're gonna stay [?]
Regardless whom we're gonna [?]
Back against the wall is us against them all
Get myself [?] I made it this far
[?] but they break that
And cry when they break up the bar
It was hard but [?] the sky is the limit
[?] is far from over [?] finish got a [?] and a future
And how to win it
Now we got it we're gonna defend it
I came lost none of us was on the same class
But I looked out for me like staying [?]
Perfect example of making good things last
Through sunshine and rain and when the rain passed we stood
Strong [?] never changed past [?] spitting on the same tracks
Not only that your boys fight but I am kicking that ass
[Chorus:]
Congratulation
Say I have been through much
Always on the [?] working this
Working that
He will fight he will fight

Top Nappy Roots, Work In Progress

Wise words being spoke
Y'all know what it is
Nap-Nappy Roots. Can I start this one off? Ok
Each day I listen what the streets say
Like a DJ my negroes scratch ghetto recordings, for my peoples
Got the eyes of an eagle, can't see us ever being at peace for a reason
Cause we ain't never being equal
And got us believing we heathens, uncivil soldiers of evil
Reach up and assume the position, you know the procedure
Can't even leisure smoke hollow reefer
With out police and search and seizure by the same police who murdered Ceaser
It's brutal
Seeing them treat us like lower creatures than human beings
More so like aliens
Touring the land of Europeans
Seeming to have the tendency to think we ignorant
Cause of our pigment, can't take away a nigga's dignity though
Still I pimp the industry hoe
And even when I'm rich I'm a pretend to be poor
My life's a work in progress, soon to be end of the road
But I don't stress cause I have been her before, you know
My life's a work in progress
(and even though I'm rich I'm gonna pretend to be poor)
My life's a work in progress
(but I don't stress cause I have been here before)
My life's a work in progress
(and even though I'm rich I'm gonna pretend to be poor)
My life's a work in progress
(but I don't stress cause I have been here before)
In life
Every step you take
Every right every left you make
You can look at it like chess in a way
Cause life is best when you take your time
Don't make a move, unless you done made up your mind
Play by the rules, don't ever play the fool
Sometimes you play and lose but you still pay your dues
Come on
Everybody knows the cost to be the boss
Yea the price is kind of steep but sacrifice is never cheap
I learned that life can be sweet and bitter at the same time
It's the Ying verse the Yang, sorta like rain without shine
Sometimes against the grain you grind gotta grit your teeth and bear it
Matthew 5, verse 5 "The earth the meek shall inherit"
Cherish the day before you perish away
Cause who can say how many days your power last?
It's like a crack in your hourglass
In a flash, the hours pass
Then you're gone
Long life living (?) will bring you close you dying
The more laughs one had will bring you close to crying
Cold unforgiving planet, yea it is
Racists, communicating those who wrong did
I daydream back to the 80's when we was all kids
A stab wound kidnapping (?) experience
Though at the time not a glock would blow in da wind
It's a good day in the hood to witness a stabbing
Now stories told to us, without tragedy
Seem like it involve bloodshed automatically
If you ever get a chance, just stop and use your mind
Observe the world for yourself and just check your time
Yeah, Oh, Yeah, that's right
my life's a work in progress)
Smoke something with your country people
Drank something with your country people
my life's a work in progress)
Thinking back in Junior high when sex was the shit
Fein pussy now a day can get you killed quick
'Bout shootin ball in now they 'bout getting licks
I'm playin Nappy Roots just to hear the realest shit
Expect it to the best of my know how and my rapping wit
See next to nothing sugar coated in these cold streets
Whatever you do, be smart, tote your heat
Did I mention if you don't work you don't eat
If you ever get a chance stop and use your mind
Observe the world for yourself and check the time

Top Nappy Roots, What Cha Gonna Do? (The Anthem)

Yeah
Country boys, Nappy Roots
Lil' John, King of Crunk
Y'all know this was comin
Damn playa, here we go
Whatcha gonna do when we pull up in your city?
How ya gonna act when Nappy Roots in your city?
Whatcha gonna do when we pull up in your city?
How ya gonna act when Nappy Roots in your city?
Lean to the left and stomp with it, stomp with it (stomp)
To the right then stomp with it, stomp with it (stomp)
Back to the left and then stomp with it, stomp with it (stomp)
When you got it say yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
"Awnaw", hell naw, boy - here come another anthem
Done worked up a head of steam and ain't lookin to slow down none
Say it til ya, til ya tell it the way we told the shit
Let go for what, little daddy? We got control of this
Runners on you mark, get set, cause here we go with it
Walkin a muck, ya half dead? We put our soul in it
Not gon' let go for no one and I'm fo' sho' of it
But I'm for certain hurtin, and still wantin more of it
I keep it slum when I fall and it all and pick up
Keys from grandma and it slaw and it set it up
Quick if you brawl nigga, talk business
Or we shut it down like the law, hit it all-black, all-tinted
From the top down to the rock bottom, now we in yo' town, street (?)
From the fist fights to the glock shot, we known to clown
When the folk keep hollerin
Sheeit what y'all wanna do? Our haters keep on cock-blockin, damn
Them niggaz is off they rocker, prolly got 'em off they Gin and Vodka
What happened? Brought them bottles in, that sum-bitch has started a stompin
And then from the left and to the right, that's when they got to squabbin
Hog wild, Grand Mar' and chronic got them niggaz scrappin often
But we gon' keep it Nappy, slaw and slum and crunk and jumpin
I think I got a Hpnotic, drunk got me singin bout it
+Back+ off in +Cali+ like Cool J, fresh on the scene with Sade
My nigga Big V said he seen a bitch and doubled back
I told him, "Nigga is you crazy, swear they {?} at"
He said he seen one fine chick, hips thick and ass fat
I told him pass her like a Swisher, we can double that
She pulled up, she started yappin on how she loved the ass
I scratched my head cause I ain't tryin to catch no drama back
We shakin off y'all haters, takin 'Land like the Raiders
All of our moves are major, Prophet sharp as a razor
Coast to coast, quick to toast, they know who we be