Theodore

[Intro: Twiz & (Ghostface Killah)]

Generals on deck

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, c'mon)

Salute your superiors, y'all

(This that library shit, rock the bells)

Yeah (Uh-huh, you know what time it is)

Every man is a boss ('Til it's all out)

Theodore (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

A-yo! Stark edition, rock Christians

The crystalized rock got them big jewelry dealers on a mission

With a slick taste of lace I done smacked New York City

The four-fifty went poppin' when he tried to dip me

Balled out in bingo halls, report skied on jury duty

Judge Judy, big groupie bitch blew me

Beigen rush Cuffies, blast the last Uzi

Ship me to Africa, right? I shit rubies

Due to the night upon my behalf

I threw the shotty in the glass so I could have a double blast

Scuffle past teams and couples quick with the knuckle fast

Rain, hail, snow, sleet — still bust that ass!

Uppercut, bash

You in the grass slumped up and ya faggot-ass man hauled ass

Slim body, ain't a G-Y-M, G-Y-N

Love Doctor in the hood, fuck bitches or they friends

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah & (Trife)]

So, yo, party people, you're the reason we're here

'Cause we love the game and our music is projects

So, so, yo, hello! Makin' sure y'all still there (Yeah!)

On stage here tonight be the almighty Theodore clique (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Trife]

Yo, I'm a little dude, but I hold guns the size of Europe

Y'all niggas is sweet like pancakes with extra syrup

Whatever y'all put up, I double that

Stapleton is where I hustle at, two-twelve is where I bubble at

Yeah, I'm talkin' money-wise, you funny guys

I'm quick to yolk you up like eggs that's cooked sunny-side

Catch me at the honey hive, runnin' the strip

Gun on the hip, posted for hours, slingin' dope and powder

Culture-Power throwin' nitros (Uh-huh), lettin' the pipes blow

Got remote control cars (Nah), and they're not made by Tyco

Grand Wizzard Theodore, drunk off Smirnoff

Bite ya ear off, therefore, the drama is what I'm here for

From the block to the stage

I represent for those locked in the cage 'til I'm dropped in the grave

Every line that I spit is like a shot from the gauge

Move accordingly, even when I'm actin' disorderly

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah & (Twiz)]

So, yo, party people, you're the reason we're here

(Who you with?)

'Cause we love the game and our music is projects

(See? See? Yo)

[Verse 3: Twiz]

I'm a Don, dead form, looked upon as equals

To the generals in my clique, there'll be no sequels

Them hot ones'll crease you, the vultures'll feast you

Your loved ones will shiest you, gorillas will beast you

Just served fiends walkin' up the block yawnin'

Late night, hmm.. damn, forgot I got a warrant

Got in, laid down then start snorin'

P-O kickin' ya door in, four in the mornin'

You blockin' my lane-lane like John Stockton

With the uttermost disrespect just like Bernard Hopkins

See, it's PC within the verse

See, we could be peoples later, in business, Money Comes First

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]

So, yo, party people, you're the reason we're here

'Cause we love the game and our music is projects

So, so, yo, hello! Makin' sure y'all still there

On stage here tonight be the almighty Theodore clique