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naptown's finest - p.h.y.a. lyrics

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[intro: keith phelps]
yeah, yeah, yeah
the heat in the hand too hot for the skreets

[hook: keith phelps]
please hold your applause
(hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it)
please hold your applause
(hold it)
please hold your applause
(hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it)
please hold your applause

tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
is it really worth it after everything that happened?
look at all the pain you cause from all the gun clappin’

please hold your applause
(hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it)
please hold your applause
(hold it)

[verse: keith phelps]
the lil’ homie from my block
(the village)
he playin’ with his momma glock
(scr-p)
he point it at his lil’ friend
(hold it, hold it)
i guess he had the safety off
(blap)

i’m trippin’ ‘bout my dawg michael
found em on the upper east side
(layin down in the skreet)
4800 block
(sittin’ on the ground)
he had a bullet in between his eyes
(oh my god)
yea, yea, yea

and then i got a phone call
close cousin’s in-law
downtown, outside the club
for his birthday
(yea)
why you had to end the man life in the worst way?
(why?)
violence in the cup and the streets is so thirsty
(thirsty)
violence in the cup and the skreets is so thirsty

i understand the hood politics is so different
(yeah)
but how you take somebody from they momma and they kids man?
(how)
ain’t n0body snitchin’ they don’t wanna be a witness
(nah)
blood on the hands, ask the lord for forgiveness
(yeah)

[hook: keith phelps]

[verse: brandon joyner]
alright, now wait a minute
black king but i’m a menace to society
that’s why they won’t hire me
i try to practice modesty
by day by day
alright, okay
i also tend to keep my purchases away from layaway

i hit my ashy working knees and pray that god would make a way
i teach my kids to use respect and always look for better ways
but today…
seem like that’s impossible
they marchin’ to the beat society’s drum

“rum pum pum, rum pum pum, pum”

cl!ck clack (yeah)
clap, clap
man down (aye)

gather ’round (yeah)
where’s the help?
where’s his mom?

5-0 gone (skert)
187
get the reverend
ghetto amazon (yeah)
spread the message
man they reckless
‘round here (‘round here)

low pants
disfigured hands
‘round here (yeah)
aye, boys be claimin’ they the man ‘round here

‘round here
it’s love backwards ’round here
evil deeds and it’s all about the green
‘round here

[hook: keith phelps]

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