Cam'ron

Cam'ron - Take Em To Church songtekst

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Killa

This that Harlem Music Right Here

This that Diddy Bop, Get ready for the winner music

That's what it is

Killa, Dip Set


[Cam'Ron Verse]

Uh, Uh

You know me dawg, I just wanna keep the peace

But saying my name, that's only gonna lead to beef

Tell my niggaz chill, but they wanna heat the streets/ (Be Easy)

Or do all the records, Check-it who spit beef to heat


[Juelz Santana Verse]

Everybody Welcoming this, Welcoming that

He wasn't welcome in the first place, how we welcome him back?


[Un Kasa Verse]

Give me the Mac, let me welcome with that

Tell “Mr. Rogers”, I leave his brains on the trolley track

Now prolly that


[Cam'Ron Verse]

Listen, ya'll Stop It/ (Stop)

Know you appalled dotted

But this my call by the force prophet, all profit/ (all profit)

Harlem Hustler (yep), I can't at all knock it/ (nope)

But you hard, when you go in the floor, pop dance? 

What you offering, put it, write an offer in

They take it all, Cash, Credit, Silver, down to porcelin

Look at the Porsche he's in/ (look at it)

Then Give them portioning/ (To Who?)

No handicap, Annie Rag, orphan friends

Friends, but the sizzurp I'm drinking on

Birds I'm thinking on

Get your Kirk Franklin on

Word, so you get your Ben Franklin on

Just when you think it's wrong

One blink, he's gone/ (damn)


(Chorus)

Father Forgive us

We gon take him to church

Father Forgive us

And it's the truth it hurts

Father Forgive us

And that won't work

No, No, No, No, No Way


[Cam'Ron 2nd verse]

Yo, you try to handle us

Get on the air and damage us

Screaming out Harlem (huh) like you ain't just a fan to us/ (Where you been

at?)

Well let me fill you in, now it's a whole clan of us

Blink so mad, he went and beat up Canibus

Zeke got shot then Zeke locked up/ (then)

E got killed (what else?) B popped up

But B hopped up and still broke out his chest

On probation, Doe on house arrest/ (what up Doe)

Right out the flesh

Sit in a house and rest

He don't pout, get him gear, in the house he fresh/ (Fresssh)

Not that you care, just getting clear and think

One glare and wink

Everyone wearing pink

I'm the reason that your two rings are clear/ (Yeh, What Else?)

I'm the reason that your ear rings is square/ (Yeh, hear?)

Now we take trips to casinos, to lovely homes

You check on Lotti's mom, Minos, Honeycombs/ (Homes)

You trying to fake it with cardem, pardon

You gonna leave them naked like Tarzan


[Cam'ron Talking]

Kudo Love know that too


Holler at Kudo, ask Nelly about him


[Chorus]


[Cam'Ron 3rd verse]

Yo, Yo

I kill diamonds, get with pearls

I ain't trying kid the world

I ain't got beef, when I do, I say “Get 'Em Girls”

Not a diss dawg (nope) we just heard the fronting/ (Heard It)

Do Harlem a favor (What?) get a church or something/ (something)

A rec center in the winter where the youth can play

They don't even shoot the jay

sell drugs, shoot and spray

I'm knownbetter, still moving deuce a day

Two, that's two keys, I still move the Yay/ (Yayo)

Found a newer way

My crew do and say

Fist Fights to Shoot Outs, we won't move away



[Chorus behind Cam 'Ron talking]


All my niggaz that held it down the last half a decade

My nigga Gruff, Bad 140th, 139th

Black tone, White Tone, 142nd Rell Street

And 141st, Tito, My Jamaicans, My Belegians

33 33 Polo grounds, St.Nick colonial Jurist

Lincoln, Tab, Forster, Johnson, Jeff Wagner

Wilson, East River, The 9, 145th St.Nick, 145th Broadway

Lukas, Taliban, 135th, 118th, Manhattan

134th and 8th, Powerful what's really popping

Sarge hold your head, Freaky Seeky hold your head

The O.B.B.O., 151st Amsterdam holla at your boy

A.K. Jackie Rob, All my niggaz in Harlem

Get your hustle on

Keep your muzzle strong

I know about the Block
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