[Intro]
Harlem, New York is a state of mind

[Verse 1: Killa Cam]
Ayo, you better back up or you'll get smacked up
Or better yet clapped up, I dare your ass to act up
You hear me? Yeah, I rather off that you leery (Yeah)
I'd rather have you fear me, then have your mother teary eyed
Flowers, candles, forty bottles where he died
Know he lied (But the young kid had to show his pride)
See, I run with Mr. Kid, y'all have a twisted wig
Playing R.Kelly, when you know my ass Mr. Biggs
Right, fella? You don't want no parts of me, par
Come deep, three cars, wild kids from PR
On the creep (Yeah), straight from the street
And the number one rule: don't shit where you eat
'Cause I had 'em hired, they come back, they wired
Askin' me for work, but I told 'em I retired
'Cause I seen 'em switch up, change up, and bitch up
So, when you come to me, yo, believe you gettin' frisked up
Why?

[Chorus: Bloodshed & Killa Cam]
It don't matter what you do or say
We cappin' you, kilo capital, Harlem, USA
It don't matter what you do or say
We cappin' you, kilo capital, Harlem, USA
[Verse 2: Bloodshed]
COC's the posse, roll like the Nazis
Blood Debiasi, rule like Kadafi
Comin' out of Harlem, the land of the stardom
Yeah, huh, we ballin', problems, we start 'em
Problems, we solve 'em, .38 revolve 'em
Flee from the scene quick
Hop in the Bimm' whip (Yeah, we out)
Like we ain't seen shit
Shook cats is callin'
Sneaky undercovers 'cause you know that they be all in
The business, always tryna lock us with the quickness
Have a n***a suit and tie, standin' on the witness
Front and be a goner, or just play the corner
Smoke the marijuana, AKA ganja from California
Makes me feel calmer, dealin' with the streets, they hot like a sauna
The block spot musclers, low-high jeans fiends is customers
Here in the land of the hustlers

[Chorus: Killa Cam & Bloodshed]
It don't matter what you do or say
We cappin' you, kilo capital, Harlem, USA
It don't matter what you do or say
We cappin' you, kilo capital, Harlem, USA

[Verse 3: Killa Cam]
And I bet my fifty keys to your fifty Gs
I get a billion served this year like Mickey D's
Ayo, you stick me? Please
You know better, trick
Cat, I run with terrorist
That I get cheddar with
Don't ever diss the clique
I got eleven clips
That make you wanna dial 577-Tips
But I rip you down with one click when my gun spit
Run quick and don't come Uptown with that dumb shit
[Verse 4: Bloodshed]
Yeah, 'nough said, Bloodshed, the man who be tearin' it (What?)
Evil like Medusa on her period
Chewin' MCs like a Spearmint
Don't get caught 'cause I'm a stone short of a pyramid
Wicked like witchcraft experiment (Right)
How could you think that you could beat me? (Can't)
Think you could defeat me?
Malcolm X will eat pork before you eat me

[Chorus: Killa Cam & Bloodshed]
It don't matter what you do or say
We cappin' you, kilo capital, Harlem, USA
It don't matter what you do or say
We cappin' you, kilo capital, Harlem, USA
It don't matter what you do or say
We cappin' you, kilo capital, Harlem, USA
It don't matter what you do or say
We cappin' you, kilo capital, Harlem, USA
It don't matter what you do or say