Captain Hook Lyrics - Singles - Tha Alkaholiks

I knew this nigga by the name of Captain Hook 

Who had a record deal but no lyrics in his book 

But everywhere you looked he had a poster for his single 

The one he bit the oldie track and stole the oldie jingle jangle 

But I be comin' from a different angle 

'Cause I want that pot of gold below the hardcore rainbow 

But name your price and you'd be down to sell your moms 

I'm on a different level while the Devil grease your palms 

Sign your life away in ink, 'cause you think you got the talents 

But look at Hook's bank account and zero is the balance 

I repeat, zero, people 'cause he be worried 'bout his hook 

So he could get a spin from [unverified] 

But Rico, blow them type niggaz through the rooftop 

'Cause [unverified] only plays you if you R and B or Tupac 

So one single later, he fallin' out the game 

But before that nigga left, he left us his name 

Captain Hook, Captain, Captain, Captain Hook 

Spend a little time wit' cha rhymes 

Captain Hook, Captain, Captain, Captain Hook 

Spend a little time wit' cha rhymes 

Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk 

Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk 

Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk 

Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk 

And for your info, I can set it off to any tempo 

And have you niggaz puzzled while I make it look so simple 

'Cause deep inside my mental I got stacks of lyrics hidden 

That's why I get the props that Captain Hooks don't be gettin' 

Plus they be counterfeitin', styles straight scandals 

Spendin' too much time tryin' to party off the handle 

I bust to Orlando, tryin' to better what I got 

(Why?) 

'Cause I'm Tash the likwifyer here to take somebody's spot 

But not that nigga named Captain Hooks 

'Cause he's the type of rapper, that's always worried 'bout his looks 

But overnight success don't impress the West that's freshest 

He need to take his cheese and invest in rappin' lessons 

Or catch one for free right here on me 

Or catch me late Friday night on 92.3 

And after lesson three, if his style still stank 

I'ma tie his ass up and make him walk the plank 

Captain Hook, Captain, Captain, Captain Hook 

Spend a little time wit' cha rhymes 

Captain Hook, Captain, Captain, Captain Hook 

Spend a little time wit' cha rhymes 

Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk 

Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk 

Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk 

Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk 

I was in my Likwid cruise ship, just sailin' the seas 

When Captain Hook came and stole my steez 

Oh Hook, caught a left hook, for stealin' my hook 

In no time he stole a rhyme out my notebook 

I'm the the Pacific Ocean, floatin' 

Chasin' his broken ass out to Oakland 

But Who Ridas said he came and stole they name 

And he got E-40's briefcase full of game 

So I, set myself back on the Ro's quest 

With the Farra hey brew up in the crow's nest 

He could see L.A., there was trouble you see 

Oh shit, he just stole a flow from WC 

Now he's throwin' up the dub I gotta catch the fuckin' scrub 

He'll go down like a sub cause I'ma cut him like a shrub 

He wants pub, yeah, he's all on Blass 

He moved real fast on Snoop and Ras Kass 

Captain Hook, Captain, Captain, Captain Hook 

Spend a little time wit' cha rhymes 

Captain Hook, Captain, Captain, Captain Hook 

Spend a little time wit' cha rhymes 

Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk 

Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk 

Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk 

Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk 

Now I'm in Atlanta and his trail is hotter than a sausage 

I'm took late, he took Outkast out as a hostage 

I wonder could he squab with the Goodie MoB 

I think he got the best of me, just how many would he rob 

I floated out to Queens but it seems I just missed him 

They said he robbed Cool J for his boomin' system 

He went to Shaolin' and stole Method Man's bio 

and he buried everything somewhere in Ohio 

Bone Thugs saw him, at the Crossroad 

with a empty treasure chest that he was tryin' to load 

He was last seen sailin', into the distance 

We gotta catch this crook and we need your assistance 

Yeah, if you happen to see this punk scallywag out there 

Don't try to apprehend him, just call Tha Liks 

And if you suddenly got some rhymes missin' 

You know who did it 

Captain Hook, yeah, we gonna catch his ass 

Beaten down the motherfuckin' hatches 

We gonna feed his ass to the gators 

But first we gonna 

Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk 

Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk 

Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk 

Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk