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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Phelps
Keith Phelps
Songwriter
Eric Seats
Eric Seats
Songwriter

Letra

Uhh Take em back to the midwest real quick like Yo yo yo yo, Keith Phelps Yo yo yo yo, E. Seats Yo yo yo yo yo, Sidiooo Yo yo yo yo yo, number three Take a picture so you can make you a poster Don't conceal the heat, say, "No" to the holster Stack ya bread then watch it pop like a toaster Slipped into this rap shit like it's my loafers Self appointed King of The Nap so crown me I only keep the realest of niggas around me Proudly, comin' from Marion County With the flows that be known to always surround beats Musical chairs, I'm always around Seats Profound speak, offset the clown squeaks Comin' out the mud we all got brown cleats Oh, this yo first listen? Be glad you found me Who you know that can kick rhymes every time on production this dense? Swear its my first sense not a sixth The most wherewithal to pummel through you all True O.G.'s be glad to know Keith Get few classics when you get no Keith Sixteen pads on that ass I spazz on beats with no trap Salary, no cap Shit is brand new and it feel like a throw back When can we go back to vetting these producers, singers, rappers? Instead of incompetent hood boogers and these strippin' ass clappers I'm praying y'all careers end a little bit faster Prey I'm talkin bout ain't the kind from a pastor On the walls of your nightmares, my face plastered Godfather in a room full of rap bastards Evicting niggas, hurry up, pack faster Control of the verses like a black pastor I'm in ya rearview and ya windshield Keith P. can like pinwheels, I been real Shitty trends everybody moved, I been still This Nap Shit O.G. midwest rap shit Break bread just so we can stack it It's a habit Hottest shit around thats that Circle City Sound That Nap Shit O.G. midwest rap shit Break bread just so we can stack it It's a habit Oh, they finally came around for the Circle City Sound That's right Home of the Circle City Classic State Fair Indy 500 Shoutout Black Expo Rooftop Thursday's Indy Jazz Fest This Nap Shit Naptown Riders Bancroft Rest in peace, Chicken George Pops
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