Harlem
Cam'ron Lyrics

I'm straight Harlem World, Harlem World, Ha-Ha-Harlem World
I proudly represent Harlem and its unique culture and identity.

You know that if you don't know nothing else, nigga
If you are unfamiliar with anything else, at least recognize my association with Harlem.

I can't wait for my block to get it together man
I eagerly anticipate the improvement and unity of my neighborhood.

Story so fucking crazy man
My experiences and tales are incredibly intense and unbelievable.

Wish the big homies would come together man
I desire for the influential individuals of the community to unite.

Tell their story man
I encourage these individuals to share their experiences and narratives.

I'll tell you a taste of what I know though
However, I will provide you with a glimpse of my own knowledge and insights.

I-I, I had to beg the big homie Reg not to rob Steph Marbury
I once had to plead with my respected associate to refrain from robbing Steph Marbury, a basketball player.

This the same year that he got drafted
Coincidentally, it was during the year of Marbury's basketball draft.

I said 'That's my man'
I expressed my friendship and loyalty towards Marbury.

He said 'He got that Rollie on and that's my shit
Reg emphasized that Marbury possessed a luxurious Rolex watch, an item he desired.

Tell him to leave or I'ma start snatching'
Reg instructed me to advise Marbury to depart, or else he would resort to forcefully taking the watch.

'You got it OG, I don't want no problems big or small'
I assured Reg that I would handle the situation peacefully and avoid any conflicts.

I knew they was wildin' when niggas robbed Biggie Smalls
The actions of robbing Biggie Smalls made it evident that they were behaving recklessly.

These niggas cray-cray, I got to get away-way
These individuals are extremely irrational and dangerous, prompting me to distance myself from them.

Until then I'ma spray anything moving if it's mayday
In the meantime, I will resort to firing my weapon at anything in sight during emergency situations.

Toughest in my hood nah, but I am not for play-play
Although I may not be the toughest individual in my neighborhood, I am certainly not one to be underestimated or taken lightly.

On the East side, my niggas had hand grenades and AK's
In the Eastern part of Harlem, my associates possessed dangerous weapons like hand grenades and AK-47 rifles.

Plus nobody love me more, more than my nigga AJ
My dear friend AJ is unmatched in terms of his affection and loyalty towards me.

And be in Grand projects anytime I'm on vacay
AJ and I often spend time together at the Grand projects, even during my vacations.

I still will get masked up with the MAC tucked
I am not hesitant to conceal my identity and carry a MAC-10 firearm for protection.

Yelling, 'Back up,' with no backup
Without any assistance, I boldly command others to retreat or back off.

This cap bust, it's like getting hit by Mack trucks
When I unleash my gun, the impact is akin to being struck by multiple Mack trucks.

Slow money's for show money
Earning money at a slow pace is merely for appearances and ostentation.

But Harlem 'bout that fast buck
However, Harlem is known for its pursuit of quick and substantial financial gains.

Pre-gentrified, only white I seen was bagged up
Prior to gentrification, the only encounters I had with white individuals were when they were arrested and handcuffed.

What's up
What is happening?

Ain't nothing changed but the color of the money
Despite external changes, primarily related to wealth, nothing substantial has actually transformed.

These new blue hundred dollar bills, huh
I am referring to the recent introduction of blue-colored hundred dollar bills.

How that look
Doesn't it appear impressive or eye-catching?

I'm on 7th Ave with my karats on (right)
I can be found on 7th Avenue proudly displaying my valuable jewelry (right).

Double park with my hazards on (wassup?)
I have illegally parked my vehicle with the emergency lights flashing, attracting attention (what's up?).

On the block, God bless the dead when my nigga Light had had the bomb (RIP)
When my late friend Light possessed illegal explosives, the entire block became dangerous and precarious (Rest in Peace).

Word bond, 40 dealt before school start (it's a fact nigga)
I solemnly swear, I sold illegal drugs before school began, which is an undeniable truth.

In a school zone and the teacher talkin' 'bout school smarts
Amidst the school area, the teacher is lecturing about the importance of intelligence and academic skills.

From the same hood as Amar and Big Dave
I originate from the identical neighborhood as individuals named Amar and Big Dave.

Hoop dreams turn coupe dreams
The aspirations of becoming basketball stars have transformed into aspirations of owning luxurious coupes.

And we sold crack where kids play (what else?)
Furthermore, we engaged in the sale of illicit drugs in areas where children would frequently gather (what else?).

Live on Lenox, fell dead in a vacant lot
Residing on Lenox Avenue, an individual tragically died in an empty and abandoned space.

His 16th at the masjid tryna to make salat (As-salamu alaykum)
On his 16th birthday, he was attempting to perform the Islamic prayer known as 'salat' at the mosque, greeting others with 'As-salamu alaykum.'

I was 15th and I had work, tryna make a lot
During my fifteenth year, I possessed illicit substances and was striving to accumulate significant financial gains.

Cooked it up in a fiend's house
I prepared the drugs for sale inside the residence of an addict.

All they wanted was to scrape the pot
The sole desire of these individuals was to obtain any remnants of drugs left behind.

Rich nigga and I'm sittin' on crates still
Despite my wealth, I continue to reside amongst the less fortunate, symbolized by sitting on wooden crates.

Real, real nigga, got a bitch on 8th still
I am an authentic and genuine individual, still involved with a woman from 8th Avenue.

Oh, niggas know I'm Harlem, Shoota
I am widely recognized as representing Harlem, a shooter or someone skilled with firearms.

Pull up in that GT 63 S
I arrive in a luxurious GT 63 S vehicle.

Motherfucking seats bleeding like a muh'fucka, yeah
The vibrant red seats of my car resemble blood, exuding an intense and striking appearance.

I'm a, I'm a 12th street delegate, profitin' off every play
I am a delegate from 12th street, skillfully benefiting from every opportunity or scheme.

Men y'all look up to is not who I celebrate
I do not admire the men whom you hold in high regard.

I was raised by killers that rose Hell and pissed on Heaven gates
My upbringing involved the guidance of remorseless individuals who defied conventional morality and disregarded heavenly ideals.

I was taught by robbers that robbed the robbers but that's a separate case
My education came from thieves who targeted other criminals, but that's a different story altogether.

In my present state I'm getting money, I never press the brakes
Currently, I am focused on accumulating wealth and refuse to slow down or pause in my pursuits.

Dude die, don't tell me that shit 'bout he in a better place
When someone dies, please refrain from mentioning that they are in a more favorable or improved realm.

Move forward and elevate in the spirit of players that used to score
Instead, let us progress and ascend, following the example of individuals who triumphed in the past.

I remind him of Hen Dog when he pulled up in that Coupe before
I evoke memories of Hen Dog when he arrived in that Coupe car on a previous occasion.

I remind of Al Fierce, I might shoot right through the door
Additionally, I am reminiscent of Al Fierce, a person unafraid to fire shots directly through a door if necessary.

You remind me of Larry, he told, facing a two to four
On the other hand, you bring to mind Larry, who chose to cooperate with authorities while confronting a potential prison sentence of two to four years.

Get nasty when these plays are running
I become aggressive and ruthless when executing these illegal operations.

A rat that chew right through the wall
I am comparable to a rat that effortlessly gnaws a hole through a wall, overcoming obstacles with ease.

Old Harlem, break the rules then I don't fuck with you no more
In the past version of Harlem, if you violate the code or disregard the rules, I will cease all association with you.