Harbor Masters

Lyrics

[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