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War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
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

War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots

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 seven 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

'Cause 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
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

War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots

Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yea
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yea
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yea
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 winos 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

War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy
Love, lust, now say it, roots
War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   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      War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots      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 seven 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      'Cause 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   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      War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots      Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yea   Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yea   Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yea   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 winos 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      War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots   War, peace, c'mon Nappy   Love, lust, now say it, roots