Theodore Ghostface Killah (Ft. Trife Diesel & Twiz)

[Intro: Twiz & Ghostface Killah]
Generals on deck (Yeah), haha
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, ayo)

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
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, reported 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 on they friend, so, yo

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah & Trife]
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, yo)