The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Killa
This that harlem music right here
This that Diddy bop, get ready for the winner music
That's what it is
Killa, Dip set
Uh, uh
You know me dog, I just want to keep the peace
But saying my name, that's only gonna lead to beef
Tell my niggas chill, but they want to heat the streets
Or do all the records, check it who spit beef to heat
Everybody welcoming this, welcoming that
He wasn't welcome in the first place, how we welcome him back?
Give me the mac, let me welcome with that
Tell Mr. Rogers, I leave his brains on the trolley track
Now prolly that
Listen, ya'll stop it (stop)know you appalled dotted
But this my call by the force prophet, all profit all profit)
Harlem hustler (yep), I can't at all knock it (nope)
But you hard, when you go in the floor, pop dance?
What you offering, put it, write an offer in
They take it all, cash, credit, silver, down to porcelain
Look at the Porsche he's in (look at it)
Then give them portioning (to who)
No handicap, Annie rag, orphan friends
Friends, but the sizzurp I'm drinking on
Birds I'm thinking on get your Kirk Franklin on
Word, so you get your Ben Franklin on
Just when you think it's wrong
One blink, he's gone (damn)
[Chorus]
Father forgive us
We gon take him to church
Father forgive us
And it's the truth it hurts
Father forgive us
And that won't work
No, no, no, no, no way
Yo, you try to handle us, get on the air and damage us
Screaming out Harlem (huh)
like you ain't just a fan to us (where you been at)
Well let me fill you in, now it's a whole clan of us
Blink so mad, he went and beat up cannabis
Zeke got shot then Zeke locked up (then)
E got killed (what else) be popped up
But be hopped up and still broke out his chest
On probation, doe on house arrest (what up doe)
Right out the flesh sit in a house and rest
He don't pout, get him gear, in the house he fresh (fresh)
Not that you care, just getting clear and think
One glare and wink everyone wearing pink
I'm the reason that your two rings are clear (yeah, what else)
I'm the reason that your ear rings is square yeah, hear)
Now we take trips to casinos, to lovely homes
You check on Lotti's mom, minos, honeycombs (homes)
You trying to fake it with card em, pardon
You gonna leave them naked like Tarzan
Kudo love know that too
Holler at Kudo, ask Nelly about him
[Chorus]
Yo, yo, I kill diamonds, get with pearls
I ain't trying kid the world
I ain't got beef, when I do, I say get 'em girls
Not a diss dog (nope) we just heard the fronting (heard it)
Do Harlem a favor (what) get a church or something (something)
A rec center in the winter where the youth can play
They don't even shoot the jay sell drugs, shoot and spray
I'm known better, still moving deuce a day
Two, that's two keys, I still move the yeah (ya,yo)
Found a newer way, my crew do and say
Fist fights to shoot outs, we won't move away
[Chorus]
All my niggas that held it down the last half a decade
My nigga gruff, bad 140th, 139th
Black tone, white tone, 142nd Rell street
And 141st, Tito, my Jamaicans, my Belgians
33 33 polo grounds, st.nick colonial jurist
Lincoln, tab, Forster, Johnson, Jeff Wagner
Wilson, east river, the 9, 145th street Nick, 145th Broadway
Lukas, Taliban, 135th, 118th, Manhattan
134th and 8th, powerful what's really popping
Sarge hold your head, freaky seeky hold your head
The O.B.B.O., 151st Amsterdam holla at your boy
A.K. Jackie Rob, all my niggas in Harlem
Get your hustle on keep your muzzle strong
I know about the block
This that harlem music right here
This that Diddy bop, get ready for the winner music
That's what it is
Killa, Dip set
Uh, uh
You know me dog, I just want to keep the peace
But saying my name, that's only gonna lead to beef
Tell my niggas chill, but they want to heat the streets
Or do all the records, check it who spit beef to heat
Everybody welcoming this, welcoming that
He wasn't welcome in the first place, how we welcome him back?
Give me the mac, let me welcome with that
Tell Mr. Rogers, I leave his brains on the trolley track
Now prolly that
Listen, ya'll stop it (stop)know you appalled dotted
But this my call by the force prophet, all profit all profit)
Harlem hustler (yep), I can't at all knock it (nope)
But you hard, when you go in the floor, pop dance?
What you offering, put it, write an offer in
They take it all, cash, credit, silver, down to porcelain
Look at the Porsche he's in (look at it)
Then give them portioning (to who)
No handicap, Annie rag, orphan friends
Friends, but the sizzurp I'm drinking on
Birds I'm thinking on get your Kirk Franklin on
Word, so you get your Ben Franklin on
Just when you think it's wrong
One blink, he's gone (damn)
[Chorus]
Father forgive us
We gon take him to church
Father forgive us
And it's the truth it hurts
Father forgive us
And that won't work
No, no, no, no, no way
Yo, you try to handle us, get on the air and damage us
Screaming out Harlem (huh)
like you ain't just a fan to us (where you been at)
Well let me fill you in, now it's a whole clan of us
Blink so mad, he went and beat up cannabis
Zeke got shot then Zeke locked up (then)
E got killed (what else) be popped up
But be hopped up and still broke out his chest
On probation, doe on house arrest (what up doe)
Right out the flesh sit in a house and rest
He don't pout, get him gear, in the house he fresh (fresh)
Not that you care, just getting clear and think
One glare and wink everyone wearing pink
I'm the reason that your two rings are clear (yeah, what else)
I'm the reason that your ear rings is square yeah, hear)
Now we take trips to casinos, to lovely homes
You check on Lotti's mom, minos, honeycombs (homes)
You trying to fake it with card em, pardon
You gonna leave them naked like Tarzan
Kudo love know that too
Holler at Kudo, ask Nelly about him
[Chorus]
Yo, yo, I kill diamonds, get with pearls
I ain't trying kid the world
I ain't got beef, when I do, I say get 'em girls
Not a diss dog (nope) we just heard the fronting (heard it)
Do Harlem a favor (what) get a church or something (something)
A rec center in the winter where the youth can play
They don't even shoot the jay sell drugs, shoot and spray
I'm known better, still moving deuce a day
Two, that's two keys, I still move the yeah (ya,yo)
Found a newer way, my crew do and say
Fist fights to shoot outs, we won't move away
[Chorus]
All my niggas that held it down the last half a decade
My nigga gruff, bad 140th, 139th
Black tone, white tone, 142nd Rell street
And 141st, Tito, my Jamaicans, my Belgians
33 33 polo grounds, st.nick colonial jurist
Lincoln, tab, Forster, Johnson, Jeff Wagner
Wilson, east river, the 9, 145th street Nick, 145th Broadway
Lukas, Taliban, 135th, 118th, Manhattan
134th and 8th, powerful what's really popping
Sarge hold your head, freaky seeky hold your head
The O.B.B.O., 151st Amsterdam holla at your boy
A.K. Jackie Rob, all my niggas in Harlem
Get your hustle on keep your muzzle strong
I know about the block
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