Lyrics:
Everything of yours is gonna be mine
Those red coats that be walking around town
Think they’ll blow us up and bring us down
But we got guns, swords, and hooks
and contest, then bring your best
Give it your all, now women beg me to call
And unless we overseas, we don't shop in the mall
Consider this (?) I've become
the airwaves, catch this rap page
I glide like, hovercrafts on the Everglades
Boom master, with the faster blade, track slasher
Manufacture poems
the airwaves, catch this rap page
I glide like, hovercrafts on the Everglades
Boom master, with the faster blade, track slasher
Manufacture poems
raid the airwaves
Catch this rap page
I glide like, hovercrafts on the Everglades
Boom master, with the faster blade
Track slasher
Manufacture poems
will your tasks be done
With a heart and a gun and a belly full of rum
By Neptune’s salty barnacles your faces are so glum
No beer not one our booze is
my bag up
Tryna bring the stash up
For my babies
Shit going real well
I won't let these pirates stop me
No nobody can not copy
Passing thru
We bring the wave to get the world movin'
Driven by the moon we push and pull, pull
The great ocean tides from the moon's sky
We bring the wave to get
wanna dem bring you poison
So I roll by myself and that I carry my (bit)
You wished you stayed around, you know my clip got the (lip)
So empty your
gettin cold?
Below zero murda mo go slow flow under your door
Is it magic? not it's murda they don't know that we're pirates
By night we get violent
we hot like two 4-5th with gold clips
Ain't none of y'all fuckin' with this
It's hopeless malice on that raw Shawshank
Cut your throat shit
This is
you out wit' one punch
Which mean you been Ali-ed
I float like hovercrafts and sting like vaccinations
When my name's said out loud, you'll lose your
pirate parrot by my side
Constantly seeking one more dive
I am the lonely pirate I ride the seven seas
I am the lonely pirate I can bring you to your knees
The moon is full and so are we
We're seven drunken pirates
We're the seven deadly sins
So the years rolled by and several died
And left us somewhat
and so sailed we.
O no ! I'm not a pirate, but a man o'war, cried he,
A-sailing down all on the coasts of High Barbaree.
Then back up your topsails
in the sea'
O no we won't lower our lofty topsail
Nor bring our ship under your lee
And you shan't take from us
Our rich merchant goods, merchant
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (yeah)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (Bugzy Malone)
If you live by the gun, die by
gonna drop that beat, I’m gonna sing ‘em a rhyme
Set sail with a tale of the mighty Blackbeard
Loved by the Ladies, All around Cape Fear
Born Edward Teach
No flex I beat my chest like I'm King Kong
Nina chrome, pom pom, nigga Bring It On
Movie clips and my gun's like Nia Long
Uzi grip so tight I might
style shot ya knot like a stun gun
I'm hectic, I wreck it with the quickness
Set it on the microphone, and competition get blown
By this nasty-ass
style shot ya knot like a stun gun
I'm hectic, I wreck it with the quickness
Set it on the microphone, and competition get blown
By this nasty-ass
out guns out suns out guns out
Suns out guns out suns out guns out
Suns out guns out suns out guns out
Suns out bring the guns out you don't want no
fictional, this here is typical
I will bring it to your door
If you can't see the visual
Black Manson, won't you ask him
How I have sex with the trigger
Just
vandal the system
Contraption of credo drift, sick shit and spit at your heaven
I'm grabbin' my dick again, foot on the wall, pose down
I'm drinkin'
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