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Lost Boyz - Love Peace Nappiness Lyrics



Lost Boyz - Love Peace Nappiness Lyrics




(Intro)

Ah man, I don't even know how to start this out

Shalstay Radio Station that play our thing from State to State

Coast to Coast, do your thing baby

This is to you

Now the world has been waitin for, (Lost Boyz) Love, Peace & Nappiness…

LB fam baby, see eye to eye

Brooklyn's alive New York C style

NYC, break it down



(Mr. Cheeks)

This one here I don't know where to begin

Dedicated to the ladies and ghetto men

I know we all gots to be side ten of men

Well in the game of life, it's very hard to win

We've been through a lot, I said a lot we've been through

A through versatile style, I'll begin to

Fingers on my peeps cause I feel that's only right

We supposed to beat life, so we don't fight

Jealous motherf*ckers always wanna take off

Should be getting fixed but the cops breakin laws

Shy-sty bitch niggaz hits just to score

I'm not down for that, see I'm down to break doors (honey I'm…)

It's for real, express how you feel

Niggaz know thrills, you need to chill (one time)

And let us cast niggaz skills represent

Niggaz scheme on my team, cause we be big

Yo, you can try to bring prime mills to the real

Lost Boyz losin pride in the program

Sutures in my coat, sat down and wrote

Think for my critics and gats to quote like

Shortie, I'm right in front of you like

Shortie, what you want to do like

Goin places where gats never went

Sex, Lex, markets and ex-cement

Call me still…



(Chorus w/ variations: Mr. Cheeks)

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness



(Mr. Cheeks)

See me double on ground, bouncin whips

Far from thugs, far from blood and grips

Listen, it's the LB to the death

If you ain't down to breath, take a step to the left

My teams makes G's comes correct

Skills we possess, with numbs of Meth

Many faces we've seen, places we've gone

Still New York my home

Me and my peeps love to bring our swing

Me and my peeps love to do our thing

Like I said before, the team versatile

Yeah I said, may curse for a while

But we in to this Love, Peace & Napp shit

True entertainers, true to this rad shit (repeats 8 times)

Call us still…



(Chorus w/ variations: Mr. Cheeks)

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness



(Outro)

(*Jamaican singing till end*)
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(Intro)

Ah man, I don't even know how to start this out

Shalstay Radio Station that play our thing from State to State

Coast to Coast, do your thing baby

This is to you

Now the world has been waitin for, (Lost Boyz) Love, Peace & Nappiness…

LB fam baby, see eye to eye

Brooklyn's alive New York C style

NYC, break it down



(Mr. Cheeks)

This one here I don't know where to begin

Dedicated to the ladies and ghetto men

I know we all gots to be side ten of men

Well in the game of life, it's very hard to win

We've been through a lot, I said a lot we've been through

A through versatile style, I'll begin to

Fingers on my peeps cause I feel that's only right

We supposed to beat life, so we don't fight

Jealous motherf*ckers always wanna take off

Should be getting fixed but the cops breakin laws

Shy-sty bitch niggaz hits just to score

I'm not down for that, see I'm down to break doors (honey I'm…)

It's for real, express how you feel

Niggaz know thrills, you need to chill (one time)

And let us cast niggaz skills represent

Niggaz scheme on my team, cause we be big

Yo, you can try to bring prime mills to the real

Lost Boyz losin pride in the program

Sutures in my coat, sat down and wrote

Think for my critics and gats to quote like

Shortie, I'm right in front of you like

Shortie, what you want to do like

Goin places where gats never went

Sex, Lex, markets and ex-cement

Call me still…



(Chorus w/ variations: Mr. Cheeks)

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness



(Mr. Cheeks)

See me double on ground, bouncin whips

Far from thugs, far from blood and grips

Listen, it's the LB to the death

If you ain't down to breath, take a step to the left

My teams makes G's comes correct

Skills we possess, with numbs of Meth

Many faces we've seen, places we've gone

Still New York my home

Me and my peeps love to bring our swing

Me and my peeps love to do our thing

Like I said before, the team versatile

Yeah I said, may curse for a while

But we in to this Love, Peace & Napp shit

True entertainers, true to this rad shit (repeats 8 times)

Call us still…



(Chorus w/ variations: Mr. Cheeks)

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness

Love, Peace & Nappiness, Love, Peace & Nappiness



(Outro)

(*Jamaican singing till end*)
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Writer: RICKY M. L. WALTERS, TERRANCE COCHEEKS KELLY, KEIWANEE UHURU POWELL, UMOJA NKOSI POWELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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