Juelz Santana - Take Em To Church lyrics

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'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 n***as chill, but they wanna heat the streets (Be Easy) Or do it on record, Check-we spit heat to beats [Juelz Santana] Everybody Welcoming this, Welcoming that He wasn't welcome in the first place, how we welcome him back? [Un Kasa] 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, got it But this my call by the false prophet, all profit (all profit) Harlem Hustler (yep), I can't at all knock it (nope) But you hard, when you go in the Lord pockets What you offering, put it right in offerin They take it all, cash, credit, silver, down to porcelain 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) [Hook] 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 [Verse 2: Cam'ron] Yo, you try to handle us Get on the air and damage us Screaming out Harlem (huh) like you ain't just abandoned 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 Zeek got shot then Zeek 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 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 Cardan, pardon You gonna leave them naked like Tarzan [Cam'ron Talking] Cudda Love know that too Holla at Cudda, ask Nelly about him [Hook] [Verse 3: Cam'ron] Yo, Yo I k** diamonds, get with pearls I ain't trying kid the world I ain't got beef, when I do, I say "Get 'Em Girl" 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 J Sell d**, shoot and spray I'm no better, 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 [Hook behind Cam'ron talking] 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's really popping Sarge hold your head, Freekey Zekey hold your head The ol' 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 muscles strong I know about the blocks you hustle on