Captain Hook

Verse One: Tash<br><br>I knew this nigga by the name of Captain Hook<br>Who had a record deal but no lyrics in his book<br>But everywhere you looked he had a poster for his single<br>The one he bit the oldie track and stole the oldie jingle<br>jangle, but I be comin from a different angle<br>Cause I want that pot of gold below the hardcore rainbow<br>But name your price and you`d be down to sell your moms<br>I`m on a different level while the Devil grease your palms<br>Sign your life away in ink, cause you think you got the talents<br>But look at Hook`s bank account and zero is the balance<br>I repeat, ze-ro, peo-ple<br>Cause he be worried bout his hook so he could get a spin from [------]<br>[-----] but Rico, blow them type niggaz through the rooftop<br>Cause [------] only plays you if you R&B or Tupac<br>So one single later, he fallin out the game<br>But before that nigga left, he left us his name<br><br>Chorus: Tash<br><br>Captain Hook, Captain, Captain, Captain Hook<br> "spend a little time witcha rhymes"<br>(repeat 2X)<br>Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk<br>Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk<br>(repeat 2X)<br><br>Verse Two: Tash<br><br>And for your info, I can set it off to any tempo<br>And have you niggaz puzzled while I make it look so simple<br>Cause deep inside my mental I got stacks of lyrics hidden<br>That`s why I get the props that Captain Hooks don`t be gettin<br>Plus they be counterfeitin, styles straight scandals<br>Spendin too much time tryin to party off the handle<br>I bust to Orlando, tryin to better what I got (why)<br>Cause I`m Tash the likwifyer here to take somebody`s spot<br>But not that nigga named Captain Hooks<br>Cause he`s the type of rapper, that`s always worried bout his looks<br>But overnight success don`t impress the West that`s freshest<br>He need to take his cheese and invest in rappin lessons<br>Or catch one for free right here on me<br>Or catch me late Friday night on 92.3<br>And after lesson three, if his style still stank<br>I`ma tie his ass up and make him walk the plank<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse Three: J-Ro<br><br>I was in my Likwid cruise ship, just sailin the seas<br>When Captain Hook came and stole my steez<br>Oh Hook, caught a left hook, for stealin my hook<br>In no time he stole a rhyme out my notebook<br>I`m the the Pacific Ocean, floatin<br>Chasin his broken ass out to Oakland<br>But WhoRidas said he came and stole they name<br>And he got E-40`s briefcase full of game<br>So I, set myself back on the Ro`s quest<br>With the Farrahey brew up in the crow`s nest<br>He could see L.A., there was trouble you see<br>Oh shit, he just stole a flow from WC<br>Now he`s throwin up the dub I gotta catch the fuckin scrub<br>He`ll go down like a sub cause I`ma cut him like a shrub<br>He wants pub, yeah, he`s all on Blass<br>He moved real fast on Snoop and Ras Kass<br><br>Chorus (J-Ro instead of Tash in the first half)<br><br>Verse Four: J-Ro<br><br>Now I`m in Atlanta, and his trail is hotter than a sausage<br>I`m took late, he took Outkast out as a hostage<br>I wonder could he squab with the Goodie MoB<br>I think he got the best of me, just how many would he rob<br>I floated out to Queens but it seems I just missed him<br>They said he robbed Cool J for his boomin system<br>He went to Shaolin and stole Method Man`s bio<br>and he buried everything somewhere in Ohio<br>Bone Thugs saw him, at the Crossroad<br>with a empty treasure chest that he was tryin to load<br>He was last seen sailin, into the distance<br>We gotta catch this crook and we need your assistance<br><br>Yeah, if you happen to see this punk scallywag out there<br>Don`t try to aprehend him, just call Tha Liks<br>And if you suddenly got some rhymes missin, you know who did it<br>Captain Hook, yeah we gon catch his ass<br>Baten down the motherfuckin hatches<br>We gonna feed his ass to the gators<br>But first we gonna<br><br>Chorus: second half