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[Cam`Ron] Uh, This that Harlem music right here This that diddy bop, let`s get ready for the winter music right here This what it is
[Cam`Ron] You know me dog I just wanna keep the peace But sayin` my name that`s only gon lead to beef Tell my niggaz chill but they wanna heat the streets Or do it on record check it, we spit heat to beats
[Juelz Santana] Everybody welcomin` this and welcomin` that He wasn`t welcome in the first place how we welcome him back
[Un Kasa] Gimmie that Mack let me work him wit that Tell Mr. Rogers I`ll leave his brain on the trolly track, now prolly that
[Cam`ron] Listen, y`all stop it, I know you apalled dot it But this my call by the false prophet, all profit Harlem hustla, I can`t at all knock it But you hard when you go in the lords Pocket What you offerin` put it right in offerin` They take it all, cash, credit, silver down the porcelin` Look at the porche he`s in, and give a portionin` No handicap, annie or and orphan friend, friend But the sizzurp I`m drinkin` on, birds I`m bankin` on Get cha Kirk Franklin on, word, so get ya Ben Franklin on Just when you think it`s wrong, one blink he`s gone
{Hook} Father forgive us but we gon take him to church Father forgive us and the truth it hurts Father forgive us and that won`t work No no no no no way, AY
[Cam`Ron] Yo you try and handle us, get on the air and damage us Screamin` out Harlem World, like you ain`t just abandon us Well let me fill you in, now its a whole clan of us Blink so mad he went and beat us Cannibus Then Zeek got shot, then Zeek locked up E got Killed then, B popped up But B hopped up, and stil poke out his Chest I`m Probation, Doe on house arrest Right out the flesh, sit in the house and rest He don`t pout get em gear, in the house we fresh Not that you care, just get it clear and think One glare and wink, everyone wearin pink I`m the reason that ya two rings are clear, yeah I`m the reason that ya earrings are square, ya hear Now we take trips, casino`s, lovely homes We check on Lodi mom`s, Meano, Huddy Combs Homes, You tryna fake wit Cardan Par-dan, we gon leave him naked like Tarzan, aw damn
-(Hook)-
[Cam`Ron] Yo, I kill diamonds get wit pearls, I ain`t tryna kid the world I ain`t got beef, when I do I say "Get em Girls" Not at this dog, we just heard the frontin` Do Harlem a favor, give the churches somethin` A rec` center, in the winter where they youth can play they don`t even shoot the J, sell drugs, shoot and spray I`m no better, still move a duece a day Thats two keys, I still move VA Found the new-away, my crew do and say Fists fights to shoot outs, we won`t move away
-(1/2 Hook)-
*Talking to the end*
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