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letra de harlem spartans - ethankitchen

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yeah, yeah
ayo, harlem spartan gang, it’s time
it’s time, harlem spartan gang (aight, harlem spartan gang, begin)
straight out the crazy dungeons of rap

the soap drops deep as does my handbag
i never kick, ’cause to kick is the friend of drag
beyond the walls of gloves, life is defined
i think of harlem spartans when i’m in a london state of mind

hope the bag got some tag
my rag don’t like no dirty lag
run up to the drag and get the flag

in a london state of mind
what more could you ask for? the bumpy soap?
you complain about 61st
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the scope

i’m rappin’ to the banana
and i’m gonna move your americana

ugly, smelly, little, like a sausage
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a boskage

i can’t take the 61st, can’t take the apple
i woulda tried to push i guess i got no snapple
i’m rappin’ to the americana
and i’m gonna move your banana

yea, yaz, in a london state of mind

when i was young my friend had a rope
i waz kicked out without no slope
i never thought i’d see that scope
ain’t a soul alive that could take my friend’s envelope

a spiffing teddy bear is quite the everywhere

thinking of harlem spartans. yaz, thinking of harlem spartans (harlem spartans)

this song is for the harlem spartans im not in the harlem spartans but i made my own one in us f-ck the opps

- ethankitchen

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