Lunatics the harlem globetrotters and there's no myths and the other guys got
You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught
No poor family wants to see his son gone in the middle of the day in harlem
Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb
Bout some, but never put out the stout guns
Clicks, cuz we're a wild pack of harlem lunatics!
Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one
Is rampant like the gambling and the stealing in harlem,
She self made, i'm self made
Two-step - white dude's harlem shake
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