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naptown's finest - home lyrics

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[intro: crystal g-yle]
can’t get indiana off my mind
anywhere, it calls me back home

[intro: keith phelps]
i guess it’s a first time for everything
in other words…

[nue breed over hook]
this is a world premiere, baby!
let’s make that clear
comin’ from the 3
from the 1
yeah, comin’ from the 7

[hook: terrance anderson]
i know it’s been a while but i promise you
i’m comin’ back home again
had to show the whole world i’ma ride for you
from the beginnin’ to the very end
no place like home, i promise
they way too late, can’t stop us
y’all hold us down, we got this

[verse: keith phelps]
i want ya all to know that naptown raised me
up to the age of 15 from when i was a baby
not even 8 moves in 4 states could ever change me
industry couldn’t tame me
n0body but a radio station could ever play me

i been in the middle of it all
too many times like a trip to the circle centre mall
i waited ever so patient for the night sky to fall
seen the signal in the clouds, then i answered to the call

i can feel your frustration
i see where you at
all the people sick and tired
and yeah, they need a nap
hailing from the west side
yeah, we comin’ to you live
all the hatin’ we survived
sayonara sidelines

bet the city never thought they would ever see the day
that a champion would rise and put his trophy on display
everybody wanna move to la or atlanta
we finna do it all from the streets of indiana
i’ma bring it back home

[chorus: terrance anderson, kim kenny, keith phelps]

[nue breed over hook]

[verse: brandon joyner]
grey skies are clear in three hours
world’s sketchiest weather

call me a eugene from the midwest
i present the crossroads of america (oh)

while i walk through the valley in the shadow of death
i peer to my left and right
realizin’ ain’t nothin left
my steps are too blessed
pave the way for the team
my metatarsals inducin’ the light
i’m billie jean (ahh)
i promise that girl ain’t my lover
pay attention, why would ya boy stoop? (stoop)
send salutes to the troops in the room
my clique the best thing since 500 loops (loops)

blackmagic, expo , my city too cl-ssic
but why give birth to some goofs? (goofs)
claimin’ that they artists but they leave they city starvin’
i’ma show ‘em how the real midwest natives do, blow!

[chorus: terrance anderson, kim kenny, keith phelps]

[brandon joyner over hook]
i said i’m comin’ back home again

[nue breed over hook]

[chorus: terrance anderson]

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