Wu-tang Clan - Harbor Masters lyrics
rate me<FONT size="1"><B>(feat. AZ)</B></FONT><BR><BR>
<i>[Ghostface Killah]</i><br>
Yo, hold on, this is the way that I'm cut, right?<br>
Or why I sing, how I dipped under red lights<br>
Martini's is Ghost Deini's, stretched out<br>
On stage with the gauge, flash the tech like Clint East'<br>
Polo drawers, valour headband, Genova convertible couch<br>
In the back, with the two nightstands<br>
I'm the man, nigga, when I come through, dressing rooms<br>
Had the goose ready, renting cream and a bag of shrooms<br>
And a nice suite, room service every five minutes, I need a foot massage<br>
Tell the massause, she can't do it for me, do it for God<br>
I got the mix CD on pause with all DeBarge<br>
Oil me up, please, my nuts, read me a story<br>
Tuck me in, something like the seeds'll say<br>
Pass me the cold fresh squeezed OJ, I got five hundred<br>
Under my pillow, after I'm done, do my DJ<br>
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<i>[Chorus 2X: Ghostface Killah]</i><br>
Cause of that, I'mma rock the show tonight<br>
The Twat Team, gon' get those hoes tonight<br>
That's Theodore shit, if you in your whip<br>
Two step, you slipped, get your whole crew wet<br>
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<i>[AZ]</i><br>
Stand like the Eiffel, move spiteful<br>
Sport the Nike shoe, nice with the mic since high school<br>
Fuck who like who, fend to not, niggas, trifeful<br>
Plot cycles, to get dough, it's so delightful<br>
Criminal IQ's, spiral convo's with the sky view<br>
This is what I do, pioneer, my peeps Power Rule<br>
Fuck Yacub, I'm factual, true and living<br>
Polo polobos with the true religion, no superstition<br>
This beat is sorta proof to listen, and hear the real<br>
So you New Jack niggas kneel, sit it still<br>
Lick a fifth, get your piff and chill, fix your grill<br>
It's ill, seen the game vanish in air<br>
From DeLores to the glamourest gear, show and prove<br>
How I move, you know hammers is near, never fool<br>
Appear rude, though my manners is there, get it straight<br>
Say my grace, before stuffing my face<br>
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<i>[Chorus 2X: AZ]</i><br>
Cause of that, I'mma rock this show tonight<br>
Hustle hard, I'mma get that dough tonight<br>
Crime Money, all we do is just two step<br>
Slip up, and get your whole fucking crew wet<br>
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<i>[Inspectah Deck]</i><br>
Fuck the radio, the corners respect, Soldier I<br>
I'mma about to get fly, like I'm boarding a jet<br>
Watch your mouth, little homey, I demolish your rep<br>
I'm like Mohamed Atta, when I'm bombing the set<br>
Bottom line, you got a problem with Deck, I'm like the police gun, son<br>
A nigga name pop in the 'jects<br>
Hate in your blood, green eyes, watching my step<br>
I'm all money like the Pres, no stopping the rest<br>
This is Stones and grown man poking his chest<br>
Play hero watch the K blow a hole in your vest<br>
Why I flow like I know I'm the best, cuz I'm spitting the piff<br>
Half of ya'll dudes rollin' with stress<br>
Come and see me, son, you know the address<br>
10304 block work, first homey, show me the checks<br>
Hood crooks living over the edge, Ghost saying nah<br>
That's a good look, focus, respect, yup<br>
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<i>[Chorus 2X: Inspectah Deck]</i><br>
Cause of that, I'mma rock this tonight<br>
Light your weed, pop ya ects', let's go tonight<br>
House Gang on the dance floor, two step<br>
You out of line, get your lame ass crew wet<br>
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