Nights In Harlem Max Valentine (Ft. Harlem Spartans & Klayz)

[Verse 1: Max Valentine]
Had the subway looking like nights in Harlem (Nights in Harlem)
300 dots, trap like Spartans (Spartans)
Y got washed (It's washing it's washing)
Straight got dropped (It's dropping it's dropping)
I'm giving them lessons
They watching it rot (Uh)
Put my faith in the product (Faith in the product)
Had to pray to the plug (I pray and I pray)
Come like religion (Religion)
I'm spreading the love (I'm spreading I'm spreading)
I'm whipping my wrist in a motion (Motion)
I'm cooking this food with emotion (Emotion)
No plate when i serve (Serve)
Think I might make me a swerve (Swerve)
Hafala sleep in the trap (Trap)
Then I woke up on a corner (Corner)
Kitchen with pots and the pans (The pans)
Steam got it hot like a sauna (Sauna)
Lou did the drum like a band (Band)
Leave with the goods in his hand (Hands)
I'm doing all of the deals (All of them)
They know I'm keeping it real (Keeping it real)
Switching lanes (?)
It's all real in this house of pain (It's all real in this house of pain)
Dip dip in a the back seat
Got a brick in that taxi (Taxi)
I got my soldier on track (Track)
He do the lap like an athlete