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naptown's finest - regular lyrics

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[hook]
bending battles, maneuverin’ schemes
false expressions, washed up dreams
everybody makes believe in
sad and gifted places (x2)
hollywood
places
hollywood
oh

[keith phelps over hook]
it’s one of them
america’s own

[brandon joyner over hook]
it’s one of them
i’m talkin’ ’bout

[verse: brandon joyner]
neva thought that i’d make it this far
and the people wonderin’ how
nothing’s outta reach
be practicin’ what you preach
his speech impeaches doubtful crowns
make you believe in yourself now

uh, i’m just a messenger homie
god provide the seeds i’m just a messenger homie
fanciful metaphors in my reservoir
preposterous compet-tors
speakin’ all these words from editors

uh, they droppin’ humor and callin’ it music
ain’t no surprise when people buy it, they know that it’s stupid
what’s the common denominator?
they release trash to the people then the people take in

repeatin’ “stay woke” while they follow other men
who claim god status
false gods never win, uh

knowledge is weapon in the right hands
“right hands” expand the span of black man

kings what we oughta be
the pursuit of salvation what we oughta see
and i’d rather chase right, then the wronger things
in life, forget “might”, we gone make it keith
done reachin’ out to people forcin’ eyes to see
this music is gonna speak for itself, uh
and if i get the chance to collab with chance
i’ll speak greatness, pacin’, while evolvin’ to a better man

listen, regular but i’m so unorthodox
i built my crib outta schoolhouse rock!
and bricks i got sticks and stones made from truth
i choose to improve and exclude the blues
i’m guaranteed success
from my father’s name
but no matter the nomination
i’ll remain the same, ah!

[hook]

[keith phelps over hook]

[brandon joyner over hook]

[verse: keith phelps]
tryin’ on discount jeans in the t. j. maxx fitting room
record the whole project in the comfort of my livin’ room
sofas, couches, air mattress, plenty room
i still owe my homie 500 for the minimoog

dreams bigger than the size of my head
curved as a producer, so now i rap instead
18 years old saw the hollywood sign
thought the whole entire game was about to be mine

it’s funny how they all sell dreams
as vivid as movie scenes
be a good enough extra
you might even be seen

you might even be chose
in your h&m clothes
that you bought from the grove
with the money you supposed to use to fly yourself home
for the holidays
in between the bread and cheese, the broke mayonnaise
pressures of the game, can’t breathe, i need flonase
un-ssured career insurance with no copay

wasn’t happy playin behind, somebody’s idol
cash comin’ in, still needed a new t-tle
had to waive goodbye, i’m riding my own tidal
the very dreams i used to have i now rival
going midwest, i’m the opposite of fievel
promise land raps milk and honey from the bible
falsified success shot it down with a rifle
-ssume the very place in my life that was rightful

once upon a time, used to stunt
didn’t have it
instagram had em thinkin’ that my living was lavish
no i never been a-list or celebrity status
so can i still be one of indiana’s best like travis?

hollywood, haters, brand new, hecklers
number 4 reasons why i gotta stay regular

[outro]

everybody scream!

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