Diplomats

Diplomats - Take Em To Church lyrics

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[Cam'Ron]<br />

Uh, This that Harlem music right here<br />

This that diddy bop, let's get ready for the winter music right here<br />

This what it is<br />

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[Cam'Ron]<br />

You know me dog I just wanna keep the peace<br />

But sayin' my name that's only gon lead to beef<br />

Tell my niggaz chill but they wanna heat the streets<br />

Or do it on record check it, we spit heat to beats<br />

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[Juelz Santana]<br />

Everybody welcomin' this and welcomin' that<br />

He wasn't welcome in the first place how we welcome him back<br />

<br />

[Un Kasa]<br />

Gimmie that Mack let me work him wit that<br />

Tell Mr. Rogers I'll leave his brain on the trolly track, now prolly that<br />

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[Cam'ron]<br />

Listen, y'all stop it, I know you apalled dot it<br />

But this my call by the false prophet, all profit<br />

Harlem hustla, I can't at all knock it<br />

But you hard when you go in the lords Pocket<br />

What you offerin' put it right in offerin'<br />

They take it all, cash, credit, silver down the porcelin'<br />

Look at the porche he's in, and give a portionin'<br />

No handicap, annie or and orphan friend, friend<br />

But the sizzurp I'm drinkin' on, birds I'm bankin' on<br />

Get cha Kirk Franklin on, word, so get ya Ben Franklin on<br />

Just when you think it's wrong, one blink he's gone<br />

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[Hook]<br />

Father forgive us but we gon take him to church<br />

Father forgive us and the truth it hurts<br />

Father forgive us and that won't work<br />

No no no no no way, AY<br />

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[Cam'Ron]<br />

Yo you try and handle us, get on the air and damage us<br />

Screamin' out Harlem World, like you ain't just abandon us<br />

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

Blink so mad he went and beat us Cannibus<br />

Then Zeek got shot, then Zeek locked up<br />

E got Killed then, B popped up<br />

But B hopped up, and stil poke out his Chest<br />

I'm Probation, Doe on house arrest<br />

Right out the flesh, sit in the house and rest<br />

He don't pout get em gear, in the house we fresh<br />

Not that you care, just get it clear and think<br />

One glare and wink, everyone wearin pink<br />

I'm the reason that ya two rings are clear, yeah<br />

I'm the reason that ya earrings are square, ya hear<br />

Now we take trips, casino's, lovely homes<br />

We check on Lodi mom's, Meano, Huddy Combs<br />

Homes, You tryna fake wit Cardan<br />

Par-dan, we gon leave him naked like Tarzan, aw damn<br />

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[Hook]<br />

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[Cam'Ron]<br />

Yo, I kill diamonds get wit pearls, I ain't tryna kid the world<br />

I ain't got beef, when I do I say "Get em Girls"<br />

Not at this dog, we just heard the frontin'<br />

Do Harlem a favor, give the churches somethin'<br />

A rec' center, in the winter where they youth can play<br />

They don't even shoot the J, sell drugs, shoot and spray<br />

I'm no better, still move a duece a day<br />

That's two keys, I still move VA<br />

Found the new-away, my crew do and say<br />

Fists fights to shoot outs, we won't move away<br />

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[1/2 Hook]<br />

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[Talking to the end]

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