[Intro: Cam'ron]
Uh (Killa)
This that Harlem music right here
This that Diddy bop, get ready for the winter music right here
This what it is
Killa (Uh)
Dipset (Uh)

[Verse 1: Cam'ron, Juelz Santana & Un Kasa]
You know me, dog, I just wanna keep the peace (Brother)
But sayin' my name, that's only gon' lead to beef (Goddamn)
Tell my n***as 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?
Give me the MAC, let me work him with that
Tell Mr. Rogers I leave his brain on the trolley track
Now parlay that
Listen, y'all stop it (Stop it), know you appalled, got it
But this my call 'bout a false prophet, all profit (All profit)
Harlem hustler (Yep), I can't at all knock it (Not at all)
But you hard when you go in the Lord pockets (Damn)
What you offerin'? 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)
Ain't give a portionin' (To who?)
No handicap, Annie or her orphan friends, friend
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 (What?)
One blink, he's gone (Damn)
[Chorus: Cam'ron & Juelz Santana]
Father, forgive us
We gon' take him to church
Father, forgive us
And 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
Screamin' 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
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 (What else?)
On probation, Doe on house arrest (What up, Doe?)
Right out the flesh, sit in the house and rest
He don't pout, get him gear, in the house, he's fresh (Fresh)
Not that you care, just get it clear and think
One glare and wink (What happen?), everyone wearin' pink (Goddamn)
I'm the reason that your two rings are clear, yeah (What else?)
I'm the reason that your earrings are square, you hear? (Uh-huh)
Now we take trips, casinos to lovely homes
You check on Lotti moms, mi no honeycombs (No combs)
Uh, you tryna fake it with Cardan, pardon
You go and leave 'em naked like Tarzan
[Interlude: Cam'ron]
Cudda Love know that too
Holla at Cudda (Damn), ask Nelly about him (Uh-huh)

[Chorus: Cam'ron & Juelz Santana]
'Fore we gon' take you to church
Father, forgive us
And the truth, it hurts
Father, forgive us
And that won't work
No, no, no, no, no way (Killa)
No, no, no, no, no way

[Verse 3: Cam'ron]
Yo, I kill diamonds, get with pearls, I ain't tryna kid the world
I ain't got beef, when I do, I say (Get 'em, girl)
Not a diss, dog (Nope), we just heard the frontin' (Heard it)
Do Harlem a favor (What?), get a church or somethin' (Somethin')
A rec center in the winter where the youth can play
They don't even shoot the J, sell drugs, shoot and spray (Damn)
I'm no better (Nope), still move a deuce a day (That's two)
That's two keys, I still move the yay
Found a newer way, my crew do and say
Fistfights to shootouts, we won't move away

[Outro: Cam'ron]
All my n***as who 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 Belizeans
Thirty deep, 33, Polo Grounds, St. Nick, Colonial, Drew
Lincoln, Taft, Foster, Johnson, Jeff Wagner
Wilson, East River, The 9
145th St. Nick, 145th Broadway
Luka, Taliban
135th, 118th, Manhattan
134th and 8th, Powerful, what's really poppin'?
Sarge, hold your head, Freekey Zekey, hold your head
The old BBO, 151st Amsterdam, holla at your boy, AK, Jackie Rob
All my n***as in Harlem, get your hustle on
Keep your muscles strong
I know about the blocks you hustle on
Killa, Dipset