Nappy Roots

Nappy Roots - Live & Die songtekst

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[Intro]

Uhh, that's right

Uhh, know what it is



[Verse 1]

I remember mixtape exclusive, no name producers

You wasn't hot til' you sold by all boosters

Run up in the chicken coop, corner the rooster

We used to call that "jammin the chickens"

Them the old days, god damnit I miss 'em

We was rappin 'for we knew what it was

We was rappin for a reason to cuss

Now I just rap cause I'm fuckin in love with it

Kinda shy guy, so I had to go public with it

Hip-hop and fish scales and a blue g wedding

Had twins called Hell and Heaven

Nobody really knows when they watchin a legend, til' he gone

Til' y'all kingdome come, in God's name

Come back like Christ and demand for his throne

Rock oil on floatin cologne

That's why these feel so bitches can't leave me alone, I'm gone



[Hook]

Yuh, I live and die for this shit

Hip-hop, the love of my life

Ha, uh, I live and die for this shit

Hip-hop, the love of my life

Ha, uh, I live and die for this shit

Hip-hop, the love of my life

Yuh, uh, I live and die for this shit

Damn straight, I'ma ride for my bitch, ha



[Verse 2]

Yuh, and I do what I gotta

Live for this shit, and I prolly die bout it

Time to switch it up, the game done got too crowded

All you niggas jukin and jivin, I doubt it

Dealin this and killin that, lame sound childish

The only trap is in ya brain, nigga snap outta it

Ain't nothin wrong, bein smart, black, and proud of it

We all came a long way, we got a thousand miles to get, shit

But ain't I allowed to vent?

we need more cuttin in, but still they sound a bit like whoever

Got it in, probably out now

Welcome to the city of men, it's goin downtown

But I am from a part of the slum, where the hustle is brung

Where they think that success wouldn't come

I am hip-hop, and it's strictly the song

Profess all the molds, I'm coming second-to-none

I'm hollin'



[Hook]

Yuh, I live and die for this shit

Hip-hop, the love of my life

Ha, uh, I live and die for this shit

Hip-hop, the love of my life

Ha, uh, I live and die for this shit

Hip-hop, the love of my life

Yuh, uh, I live and die for this shit

Damn straight, I'ma ride for my bitch



[Verse 3]

Yeah, they figured hip-hop's a fad, it would die out quick

But it spread like wild fires, got the whole world lit

Can't stop boppin they head, they bumpin our shit

B.G.'s to germany, got 'em pumpin they fists

Got soldiers all over, gettin crunk in this bitch

Shoot up the charts with number one hits

Shoot up the club, with a full clip

How you like us now? The whole world til' I dig, yeah

Hip-hop, the love of my life, my girl, my bitch

My wife, my soul-mate, without her I'm sick

Tie the knot, jump the roo, we a perfect fit

No pre-nump, she was with me before I was rich

We fell in love when we was just kids

And see no love lasts as long as this

Til' death do us part, God forbid we split

Let nothin break this relationship
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