Cam'ron - Father Forgive Us Ft. Juelz Santana lyrics

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Cam'ron - Father Forgive Us Ft. Juelz Santana lyrics

[Intro] {Hot 97 Interview} Mase- I addressed something as simple as saying rap music is of the devil. And I did say That, I did say that. Cam Miss Info- Do you feel that way? That Rap is the devil? Mase- No, not that truthly. Cam {Beat Starts} k**a This that Harlem Music Right Here. This that Diddy Bop, Get ready for the winner music. That's what it is. k**a, Dip Set, [Cam 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 n***as 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 Give me the Mac, let me welcome with that/ Tell Now prolly that/ [Cam Listen, ya Know you appalled dotted/ But this my call by the force prophet, all profit/ (all profit) Harlem Hustler (yep), I can 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 parceling/ Look at the Porsche he Then Give them portioning/ (To Who?) No handicap, Annie Rag, orphan friends/ Friends, but the sizzurp I Birds I Get your Kirk Franklin on/ Word, so you get your Ben Franklin on/ Just when you think it One blink, he (Chorus) Father Forgive us We gon take him to church Father Forgive us And it Father Forgive us And that won No, No, No, No, No Way [Cam Yo, you try to handle us/ Get on the air and damage us/ Screaming out Harlem (huh) like you ain Well let me fill you in, now it Blink so mad, he went and beat up Canibus/ Zeke got shot then Zeke locked up/ (then) E got k**ed (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/ Sitting at house arrest/ He don Not that you care, just getting clear in things/ One glare and then/ Everyone wearing pink/ I I Now we take trips to casinos, to lovely homes/ You check on Lotti You trying to fake it with cardem, pardon/ You gonna leave them naked like Tarzan, oh man/ [Juelz Santana Talking] Kudo Love know that too. Holler at Kudo, ask Nelly about it. [Chorus] [Cam Yo, Yo I k** diamonds, get with pearls/ I ain I ain 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 They sell d**, shoot and spray/ I Two, that Found a newer way/ My crew doing safe/ Fist Fights to Shoot Outs, we won [Chorus behind Cam All my n***as that held it down the last half a decade. My n***a 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 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 n***as in Harlem. Get your hustle on, Keep your muzzle strong. I know about the Block.

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