Artist: Trife Da God f/ Kryme Life, Tommy Whispers
Album:  n/a
Song:   Theodore's Theme
Typed by: Cno Evil

[Chorus: Trife Da God]
It's the T-H, E-O, D-O-R-E
Soon to be, the next powerful Unit
Muthafucka, this is powerful music
Let me tell you cowards how we gon' do this
Either you food, or you down with the movement

[Trife Da God]
This is my inagural speech, I'm only fucking with
Upcoming producers with affordable beats
Trife Dies', I report for the streets, never use
The same burners twice, bitch, we got disposable heats
Dump on you, then toss 'em, niggas ain't catching me
My gun game is awesome, niggas ain't stretching me
They wanna see a boy in a pine, all that hate destroying they mind
Don't wanna see the boy on his grind
What can I say, niggas always wanna fuck up your day
Until we call the coriners to come and tuck 'em away
Or treat 'em like foreigners, and have to show 'em the way
A nigga operate, when you coming slow with my pape
It's like green eggs and ham, how the fiends beg for grams
Got three extra hands, that'll behead ya man
Any reflex, I detect when he's next to fam
Slugs'll eject from these techs, so he best to scram

[Chorus 2X]

[Tommy Whispers]
Homey, you petrified, scared, lying, you wouldn't dare
Stare into this lion's eyes, slugs drop
Let the iron fly, thugs unite, once the beat drop
You wanna fight, cage match, chains and knives, switchblades
Bats and pipes, beat you down, snatch ya life
Take ya crown, break you down, this is powerful music
We build the city, and this time, the Towers ain't moving
Stop your commitee, my Theodore Taliban is gritty
We kidnap children, trap you up in the building
Run up in major labels, tell 'em we want millions
If not, your CEO and president get popped
It's evident, we ain't giving out lead shots
Black Down Hawk, let the black pound bark
If you wack now, we can bring the bag for your corpse
Tommy Whispers, live from New York, and I'mma get ya
So I hope ya get the picture, don't collide with my force

[Chorus 2X]

[Kryme Life]
See, I'mma have the let the kid in spit, cuz niggas out here
Act like they ain't understanding shit
Get fours, this is Theodore, you disrespect my click
I guarantee you fam, it's gon' be a war
We get it popping, from Stapleton to eat and walk
Kryme Life, back in the game, yo, it's a even score
I'm bout to shake 'em for the tie breaker
It's my house, shoot ya fucking eyes out, over my paper
Then ride out, back to the lab, never hide out
Only times you don't see me's, when I'm packing them slabs
Packing the mack in the back of the cab
I can't afford an Ac', yet, that's why we after them fat checks
Niggas, Staten Island is next, and we tearing niggas heads off
For not showing proper respect
Got to rep the 5th borough, shit, we been thorough
And we down for whatever, it's time for the new era

[Chorus 2X]