Charles Hamilton - Harlem World (Treat Me Bad) lyrics

Y'all Know where I'm from, come on
Woooooooooooo!
It's that Harlem shit right here!
Told you H, it's that Harlem shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
That's what Harlem niggas do
When they get hyped yeaaah!
Spell it out

H-A-R-L-E-M, you see him
Add a S and remove the M from the end
You see him, walk 3-5th and Lenox
With my all pink kicks and fitted
Mind your business
Bout to see my nigga black
See if we can proceed the track
Beating people or beefing for that
Reason, beast on the beat and mad
Could see that he couldn't
Be a Catholic priest
These are the freaks who grab my meat


Speaking to me like they Majesty
I beat it and leave, they mad at me
I got the rappers rapping
I got the trappers trapping
Move that white girl for
Satisfaction like Action Jackson
Blacking, give you niggas the biz
And I never trick on a chick
Cause trix are for kids you dig?
Sick when I spit, sicker than kids
Growing up in the country
That this idiot lives bUSH!
So when you see me, don't hate on my color
You're all my brothers
Harlem World I love ya

Harlem World, oh Harlem World
I need ya, oh how I need your love

But, but all ya but, but all ya
But all ya but, but all ya
But, but, but all ya

Do is treat me bad, oh Harlem World
I need ya, oh how I need your love

But, but all ya but, but all ya
But all ya

No matter where I roam
This is home sweet home

I'm so Harlem
I spent my freshman year at Rice
Couldn't pay tuition
Left and did 10th grade twice
Argued with teachers, cut class
Got into fights
Got bullied, got my bars up, and got nice
Hung with broke hustlers who
Cooked without ice
They ain't have no fridge, no gas
And no lights get a life
Cause I done seen it all in one night
Seen a niggas with two hammers
Fall to one knife yeah, these is Uptowns
Why you calling them Nikes
My kicks your bricks, all of them white
Kick game the bitches
Getting all of them tight
If you ain't feeling me
Then all of them dikes

Hey! I'm nicer than most
Hey! The nicest, you know?
Hey! Be nice to me yo
Hey! I'm likely to blow, no homo
My team, who want drama with them
You team nerds like Tiana and them

Harlem World, oh Harlem World
I need ya, oh how I need your love

But, but all ya but, but all ya
But all ya but, but all ya
But, but, but all ya

Do is treat me bad, oh Harlem World
I need ya, oh how I need your love

But, but all ya but, but all ya
But all ya

No matter where I roam
This is home sweet home

Harlem is a soul state in the US man
Vinyl Pop's the new Roc
Demev's the new Def Jam
Charles Carter, Russel Burt, CHamron
Hcho Dash making cash, stating facts
Breaking bats on Yankee Hats
My money have gangstas that bang them gats
Laying cats, 45th and Lenox
Niggas slinging that
My meeting meet is on Broadway, all day
I'm all over the world, but it's Harlem
My forte
The ladies is crazy and cats is real
Your cap get peeled from
Polo to Manhattan Field
Toss the chrome, your kid is in a foster home
You'll think twice before you walk
Into a foster home
See I'm trying to get grants like 3150
Got a mil in the bank, yeah you heard me
Come get me
Any questions about my part of town
The dude answered it harlem is art
You see the way they drew Hamilton

Harlem World, oh Harlem World
I need ya, oh how I need your love

But, but all ya but, but all ya
But all ya but, but all ya
But, but, but all ya

Do is treat me bad, oh Harlem World
I need ya, oh how I need your love

But, but all ya but, but all ya
But all ya

No matter where I roam
This is home sweet home