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Take 'em To Church

Uh, this that Harlem music right here, this that Diddy Bop

Get ready for the winter music right here, this what it is [Incomprehensible]

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

Everybody welcomin' this, welcomin' that

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

Gimme that Mack, let me work him wit that

Tell Mr.Rogers I'll leave his brain on the trolley track, now prolly that

Listen, y'all stop it, I know you appalled dot it

But this my call by the false Prophet, all Prophet

Harlem hustle, 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 porcelain

Look at the Porche he's in and give a portionin'

No handicap, Annie you're 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

Father forgive us but we gon' take 'em to Church

Father forgive us and the truth it hurts

Father forgive us and that won't work

No, no, no, no, noway

Yo, you try to 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 it's a whole clan of us

Blink so mad he went and beat us Cannibus

Zeek got shot then Zeek locked up

E got killed, be popped up but be hopped up

And still poke out his chest

I'm probation, Doe on house arrest

Right out the flesh, sit in the house 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, casinos' the lovely homes

We check on Lodi mom's, Meano, Huddy Combs

Huh, you tryna' fake wit Cardan, Pardan

We gon' leave him naked like Tarzan

[Incomprehensible]

But we gon' take 'em to Church

Father forgive us and the truth it hurts

Father forgive us and that won't work

No, no, no, no, noway

No, no, no, no, noway

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 the youth can play

They don't even shoot the J, sell drugs shoot his spray

I'm no better still move a duece a day that's 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

All my niggas who 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 OBBO, 151st Amsterdam holla at your boy

A.K. Jackie Rob, all my niggas in Harlem

Get your hustle on keep your muzzle strong

I know about the blocks you hustle on

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written by JAMES, LARON L. / GILES, CAMERON / THOMPSON, A. P. / WILDER, A.

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