Testi:
Harlem

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish Harlem It is a special one, it's never seen the sun It only comes out when the moon is

Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem Cannot hold you to its heat. Your temperature's too hot for taming, Your flaming feet burn up the street. I am homeless

Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem Cannot hold you to its heat. Your temperature's too hot for taming, Your flaming feet are burning up the street. I

Killa (Killa) Dipset man Aye yo you know I've been all over the motherfucking world man But ain't no place like Harlem man (Let) me break it down man

plate on some Mr. Magoo shit Fuck I look like I'm not going to watch this go on any longer WHOOOOOOOOOOOO (Clue) we going to set this off (Cam) I'm on ya'll Harlem

Cam'ron: (Chorus) Why I feel like I'm losin' weight Why I ain't got no money, less I'm movin' weight Why my life depend on what I'mma do today Why I

[Background] Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccck yooooooooou (Repeats throughout the song) by this time I see yall I say Fuck yall

Man I fucked alotta bitches man (true) Made a lotta money (true) Made a lotta enemies (true) Would I do this shit all over again, I dunno That's a good

maka halia" Yeah, shit like that! Get my gat, click my clack Cam's killin' this, i write for niggas Am i a vantriloquiste? Ya feelin' this, niggas pump ya krills ta dis Be carefull, Harlem