CAM'RON - Take Em To Church

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    CAM'RON LYRICS
    
    "Take Em To Church"
    Killa
    
    This that Harlem Music Right Here.
    
    This that Diddy Bop, Get ready for the winter 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 niggas 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?
    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 lord's pocket.
    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 niggas 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 niggas in Harlem.
    Get your hustle on,
    Keep your muzzle strong.
    I know about the blocks you hustle on.
    
    
    [Thanks to mcgilltravis@yahoo.com for these lyrics]
    [Thanks to Pusherk@yahoo.com for correcting these lyrics]

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