Lyrics Bands - Harlem Spartans

Mash if we talking about bands, see a stack like fans
Fam they're coming in mad
Wass, they be chatting that wass they
Be doing gaga till we backing that splash
Mad when I'm chilling with Naghz and
Lats they be known to be itching out backs
They slide we ride and camp
They snap we creep on man

Mash if we talking about bands, see a stack like fans
Fam they're coming in mad
Them man don't clean, they muster the lies, that I hear on the net
Its foul
They slide, we ride and camp
They snap, we creep on man
Badman we out for necks, no bargain deal, man they taking peds

Darling, want a brown skin, sparta smoke green like the gardens
KK where my heart is
K where it started
Sometimes I forget I'm an artist
So enraged, put my blade where your heart is
Frozone so cold like the arctic
Free the Ku 'til the Ku start marching
Bait ting hop off the ped start clarting
Long time Spartans could of charted
Like why you gotta lie like that, ahk lying in the booth is retarded
That opps got got two different
Times, that player needs selling in a market
Pull up like boo don't piss yourself
Time to put your wishes down the wishing well
He dashed off, nearly tripped and fell
Maysk never looked back, flippin hell