Harbor Masters

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

Yo, hold on, this is the way that I'm cut, right?

Or why I sing, how I dipped under red lights

Martini's is Ghost Deini's

Stretched out on stage with the gauge, flash the TEC like Clint East'

Polo drawers, valour headband

Genova convertible couch in the back with the two nightstands

I'm the man, nigga, when I come through dressing rooms

Had the goose ready, renting cream, and a bag of 'shrooms

And a nice suite, room service every five minutes, I need a foot massage

Tell the masseuse she can't do it for me, do it for God

I got the mix CD on pause with all DeBarge

Oil me up, please my nuts

Read me a story, tuck me in, somethin' like the seeds'd say

Pass me the cold fresh-squeezed OJ

I got five hundred under my pillow, after I'm done, do my DJ

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]

'Cause of that, I'ma rock the show tonight

The Twat Team gon' get those hoes tonight

That's Theodore shit, if you in your whip, two step

You slip, get your whole crew wet

'Cause of that, I'ma rock the show tonight

The Twat Team gon' get those hoes tonight

That's Theodore shit, if you in your whip, two step

You slip, get your whole crew wet

[Verse 2: AZ]

Stand like the Eiffel, move spiteful

Sport the Nike shoe, nice with the mic since high school

Fuck who like who, finna not, niggas trifle

Life cycles, to get dough, it's so delightful

Criminal IQ, spiral condos with the sky view

This is what I do, pioneer, my peeps Piru

Fuck Yakub, all factual, true and living

Polo polobos with the True Religion, no superstition

This beat is sort of proof to listen and hear the real

So y'all new jack niggas, kneel, sit it still

Swig a fifth, get your piff, and chill, fix your grill

It's ill, seen the game vanish in air

From Gallardos to the glamourous gear

Show and prove, how I move, you know hammers is near

Never food, appear rude, though my manners is there

Get it straight, say my grace 'fore stuffing my face

[Chorus: AZ]

'Cause of that, I'ma rock this show tonight

Hustle hard, I'ma get that dough tonight

Crime Money, all we do is just two step

Slip up and get your whole fucking crew wet

'Cause of that, I'ma rock this show tonight

Hustle hard, I'ma get that dough tonight

Crime Money, all we do is just two step

Slip up and get your whole fucking crew wet

[Verse 3: Inspectah Deck]

Fuck the radio, the corners respect

Soldier I, I'm about to get fly like I'm boarding a jet

Watch your mouth, little homie, I demolish your rep

I'm like Mohamed Atta way I'm bombing the set

Bottom line, you got a problem with Deck

I'm like the police guns, son, a nigga name pop in the 'jects

Hate in your blood, green eyes, watching my step

I'm all money like the pres, no stopping the rest

This is Stones and grown man poking his chest

Play hero, watch the K blow a hole in your vest

Why I flow like I know I'm the best?

'Cause I'm spitting the piff, half of y'all dudes rolling with stress

Come and see me, son, you know the address

10304 block work, first homie, show me the checks

Hood crooks living over the edge

Ghost saying, "Nah, that's a good look, focus your specs" (Yup)

[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]

'Cause of that, I'ma rock this show tonight

Light your weed, pop your X, let's go tonight

House Gang on the dance floor, two step

You out of line, get your lame ass crew wet

'Cause of that, I'ma rock this show tonight

Light your weed, pop your X, let's go tonight

House Gang on the dance floor, two step

You out of line, get your lame ass crew wet