Nappy Heads

<br>[wyclef]<br><br>Why am I trapped in a cage? (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Barber can I get a fade? (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Teacher teacher check my grades (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>I grab the mic in a rage...<br><br><br><br>You maintain to put a negro in pain you used to diss me<br><br>&quot;you sure you wanna hang with old eddie kane? &quot; (+the five heartbeats+)<br><br>Aint nuttin wrong, so snap your head to the song<br><br>Word is bond, you get wrong, Ill have you sing like louis armstrong<br><br>And I say to myself, what a wonderful world<br><br>But what the fuck was so wonderful bout pickin cotton -- on a farm? <br><br>The harder they come, the harder they fall, so come one come all<br><br>Dont stall or ima stick you like a voodoo doll<br><br>Doors locked stop draw for the count, who drops? <br><br>Ten-nine-eight-seven-six-five-four-three-two-one-<br><br>-you-slept-on-a-kid-from-the-boondocks<br><br>Out of hooterville land of the ill kill<br><br>Bellsburg viking so you know Im top ranking phil<br><br>Some say newcomer like the yuma but save the rumor<br><br>Cause Ive been rockin ever since eighty-three<br><br>When I used to rock my pumas<br><br>Rap, narcotic psychotic so hear the sentencin<br><br>One out of ten, Im passin the mic next time Ill get wicked<br><br>Heard the man who went before, got intimated<br><br>You tried to gas me up, too much gas, you got intoxicated<br><br>You wasnt ready for the realn, dealin, chillin<br><br>Wyclef, no competition when Im bringin pure death<br><br>Im jumpin like a monkey to get mines off<br><br>A-from a caterpillar, to the mic moth<br><br><br><br>(the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Teacher teacher check my grades (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>I coulda sworn I had an a (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>I grab the mic in a rage...<br><br><br><br>[pras]<br><br>You put, one and one together now you think you a rapper<br><br>Baseball cap backward, forearms swingin like a hip-hopper<br><br>You do the rhyme, thinkin no one can stop ya<br><br>I be the followin that chop ya down as I clock ya, hah<br><br>When I say five-oh, I mean fifty not guns or cops<br><br>Now heres the heavyweight knocker, the freedom fighter<br><br>Natural rhythm rock a mic I always rhyme Im never drinkin vodka<br><br>Any old style, I throw it in a locker<br><br><br><br>[lauryn hill]<br><br>Well Im a gucci rocker, I never drank no vodka<br><br>Me got no bag of cheeba cause I never had a knocker<br><br>My cousins name was shaka, for short we called him aka<br><br>I flip it on wack mcs because to me they flow like caca<br><br><br><br>[pras]<br><br>You boogie move the groove, nothing to prove you lose<br><br>Your style remind of yesterday, old news<br><br>Sad sung blues whos, chose the one to feel the pain<br><br>Or bring the cane, tick-tock I come to pick your lock<br><br>Its not for capital gain<br><br>So watch out for the remain, or cry from bloodstain<br><br>Bustin nuts, bustin style<br><br>Gettin buckwild some think Im the descendant of a wilder child<br><br>Comin on the mic, from a higher level<br><br>Broke is no joke/choke the hell out of the devil<br><br><br><br>[wyclef]<br><br>(the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>What about martin? (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>What about malcolm? (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Rosa parks? (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>You hung a man after dark (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Cease the violence! (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br><br><br>Yo who got the power, to make a man raise from the dead? <br><br>Some said that it was jesus, they said he was a notty dread<br><br>But I dont mean to confuse a world thats confused<br><br>Minds atomic, so like a bomb, let me drop it<br><br>Cant get too deep, cause some sleep while I wake<br><br>In a dream thats made of wine but let me bring it back to grapes<br><br>Teacher, explain the parable, its simple:<br><br>Its easier for the camel to go through the eye of a needle<br><br>Than for you to enter the kingdom, or battle<br><br>And walk away, with the title when I get, brutal<br><br>Feelings are mutual so sign your life, to prudential<br><br>Dont even flinch, the other becomin spiritual<br><br>Theres six million ways to die but choose four<br><br>Cause I can still be in the desert buttnaked and be hardcore!<br><br><br><br>[lauryn hill]<br><br>When ? checks that means pump your fist<br><br>Remember moses people, this is exodus<br><br>Dont try to stop this, the force comes from genesis<br><br>Them who did us wrong, ask the lord for forgiveness<br><br>The man got a drum, made the land of the dumb<br><br>We droppin the bass drum, then we ? ? <br><br>You cant kill the battle with a ? ? .. feeling joshua<br><br>So march to st. lawrence<br><br>Yo march I got your back, march!<br><br><br><br>[wyclef]<br><br>Crown heights (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Cease the violence (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>A moment of silence (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>For those who died (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Public enemy (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Number one (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Fredric douglass (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Harriet tubman (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>? ? (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Bob marley (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>Prazwell (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br>To my man khalid (the nappy heads are comin out)<br><br><br><br>[lauryn hill]<br><br>Now, speak of resistance, were nappy heads<br><br>Rhymes, kinks, braids and dreads<br><br>The mother of creation, epitome of creativity, yeah<br><br>And keep your heads nappy