Roll Again (Explicit)

Roll Again (Explicit) - Nappy Roots

Niggaz was goin' crazy with me it was our first video nigga

You know we was gone' come back to the country road

I don't know yea y'all y'all ready to roll again

Wuss up let's 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 go on the country roads

And get blowed on the country roads again

Roll been on the country roads again

I just wanna go on the country roads

And get blowed on the country roads again

Roll been on the country roads again

Yo we off in these backwoods caddy hoggin' nappy dang ain't no joke

We glad they robbin' rap imposers 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 dress code

We lost our littlest cousin gwin a skid row

Tony Renfrew rest in peace your kinfolks I miss y'all

I just wanna go on the country roads

And get blowed on the country roads again

Roll been on the country roads again

I just wanna go on the country roads

And get blowed on the country roads again

Roll been on the country roads again

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

On a place called country roads

I just wanna go on the country roads

And get blowed on the country roads again

Roll been on the country roads again

I just wanna go on the country roads

And get blowed on the country roads again

Roll been on the country roads again