Versuri 06. Theodore

[intro: twiz (ghostface killah)] 
Generals on deck, what's up, son?  
(yeah, yeah, yeah... come on!) 
Salut this (library shit) 
(rock the belt, uh-huh, you know what time it is) 
They understand and support us 
(I ain't goin' out) theodore (uh-huh!) 
 
[ghostface killah] 
Eh-yo! 
Stark edition, rock christian's 
The crystalized rock got the big jury dealers on a mission 
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, reported skiied out in jury duty 
Judge judy, big groupie bitch blew me, beigen rush cuffies 
Blast the last uzi, ship me to africa, right? I share rubies 
Due to the night up on my behalf 
I threw the shotti in the glass so I could have a double bash 
Duffle pass, couples, teamed with the knuckle clash, fast 
Rain, hail, snow, sleet, still bust that ass 
Uppercut, bad, you in the grass slumped out and ya faggot-ass man hauled ass 
Slammed body in the g-y-m, g-y-n' 
Love doctor in the hood, fucked bitches, all their friends 
So, yo... 
 
[chorus: ghostface killah (sung)] 
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 click 
 
[trife] 
Yeah! yeah... 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, 2-12 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 power 
Culture power, throwin' nitros, lettin' the pipes blow 
Got remote control cars and they're not made by tyco 
This the theodore, drunk off smirnoff 
Bit 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 graves, every line I spit, is like a, shot from the gauge 
Move accordingly, even when I'm actin' disorderly 
 
[chorus - minus last 2 lines] 
 
[twiz] 
Who you wit?  
See? see? yo! 
I'm a don, dead form, look upon ezekials 
To the generals in my click, there'll be no sequels 
Them hot ones'll crease, the vultures'll feast you 
The loved ones will shiest you, gorillas will beast you 
Just served fiends walkin' up the block yawnin' 
Late night game, damn, forgot I got a warrant 
Got in, laid down, then start snorin' 
P-o kickin' ya door in, 4 in the mornin' 
You blockin' my lane-lane like john stockton 
With the uttermost disrespect just like, bernard hopkins 
Simply, it's pc within the verse 
See we could be peoples later, in business, money comes first (first) 
 
[chorus]