The Diplomats, Juelz Santana, Un Kasa, Cam’ron - Take 'Em to Church lyrics

Uh, This that Harlem music right here
This that diddy bop, let's get ready for the
Winter music right here this what it is

You know me dog I just wanna keep the peace
But sayin' my name that's only
Gon lead to beef
Tell my niggas chill but they
Wanna heat the streets
Or do it on record check it
We spit heat to beats

Everybody welcomin' this and welcomin' that
He wasn't welcome in the first place
How we welcome him back

Gimmie that Mack let me work him wit that
Tell Mr rogers I'll leave his
Brain on the trolly track, now prolly that

Listen, y'all stop it
I know you apalled dot it
But this my call by the false prophet
All profit
Harlem hustla, I can't at all knock it
But you hard when you go in the lords Pocket
What you offerin' put it right in offerin'
They take it all, cash, credit
Silver down the porcelin'
Look at the porche he's in
And give a portionin'
No handicap, annie or and orphan friend
Friend but the sizzurp I'm drinkin' on
Birds I'm bankin' on
Get cha Kirk Franklin on, word
So get ya Ben Franklin on
Just when you think it's wrong
One blink he's gone

Hook father forgive us but 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, AY

Yo you try and handle us
Get on the air and damage us
Screamin' out Harlem World
Like you ain't just abandon us
Well let me fill you in
Now it's a whole clan of us
Blink so mad he went and beat us Cannibus
Then Zeek got shot, then Zeek locked up
E got Killed then, B popped up
But B hopped up, and stil poke out his Chest
I'm Probation, Don't on house arrest
Right out the flesh
Sit in the house and rest
He don't pout get em gear
In the house we fresh not that you care
Just get it clear and think
One glare and wink, everyone wearin pink
I'm the reason that ya two rings are clear
Yeah
I'm the reason that ya earrings are square
Ya hear
Now we take trips, casino's, lovely homes
We check on Lodi mom's, Meano, Huddy Combs
Homes, You tryna fake wit Cardan
Par dan, we gon leave him naked like Tarzan
Aw damn

Yo, I kill diamonds get wit pearls
I ain't tryna kid the world
I ain't got beef
When I do I say "Get em Girls"
Not at this dog, we just heard the frontin'
Do Harlem a favor, get a church or somethin'
Or a rec'center, in the winter
Where the youth could play
They don't even shoot the J
Sell drugs, shoot and spray
I'm no better, still move a duece a day
Thats two keys, I still move the yay
Found the new-away, my crew do and say
Fists fights to shoot outs
We won't move away - (1
2 Hook) -

Talking to the end