Cam'ron — Intro Purple Haze

[Intro] Welcome to Purple Haze Previously written in 2001... [Verse: Cam'ron] Two-zero-four, '76, they wired my mom (Uh-huh) Couple weeks prior to Ja Must've been the year of (What?) murderous killers Murderers that murder and kill for scrilla OGs with earth, the guerilla, then turn (What?) Mathematician, subtraction, addition Division, to the packs and the cracks in the kitchen (Uh-huh) Multiplication, rocks that I slash, precision ('Cision) I gave a little more, few addicts were bitching (Uh-huh) But in Harlem you get smacked up for living, that was a given Rock the hood, pop the hood, gats in the engine Clap up your women, accurate vision, Black, I'm just living (Uh-huh) I'm the bomb, but bombs get wrapped up in ribbons, shit (Shit) This the fact from the fiction, packs that I'm pitching Cats in maximum prisons ratting and snitching [Break: Cam'ron] 'Cause when Feds come Niggas' mouths run But the outcome Gon' be 'bout guns 'Cause I don't bitch And I don't snitch I work hands-on Fuck with Cam'ron [Verse (cont'd): Cam'ron] 'Cause I kept the grams in the boot Damn, I would shoot (Damn, I would shoot) But, fam, I was souped, thought Cam was too cute To stand on the stoop (What I look like?) My Spanish recruit, outlandish with loot (Ooh, we did) We got obsessed with Miami (Tch...) Cannons and coupes (Collins Avenue) And flavors, Baskin and Robbin I'm laughing and popping (I'm popping) It's all for Bloodshed, though, I haven't forgotten From the night to the days, my trifling ways (What we do?) I'ma bring that platinum plaque right to your grave, dog (Uh-huh, nigga) You chill in the lobby, you feeling this, probably (Uh-huh) You know me well, tear in your eye, chill in your body Take it in stride, let's bake up these pies Harlem, no homo, hop on and take this ride To the top of the mountain (Mountain) 'Bout to get this shit popping and bouncing Now that I'm down, the Roc is surrounded, feel me? (What up, Dame?) Afford all the best, but bought all the wet Down with the Roc, but I'm loyal to my set (DipSet) I know you niggas hate it (Hate it) How I got Jimmy out of 5H and my dog Zeek situated (Situated) Santana is next...


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