Captain Hook Lyrics
| Song | Captain Hook |
| Artist | Tha Alkaholiks |
| Album | Likwidation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Verse one：tash | |
| 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, ze-ro, peo-ple | |
| Cause he be worried bout his hook so he could get a spin from [------] | |
| [-----] but rico, blow them type niggaz through the rooftop | |
| Cause [------] only plays you if you r&b or tupac | |
| So one single later, he fallin out the game | |
| But before that nigga left, he left us his name | |
| Chorus: tash | |
| Captain hook, captain, captain, captain hook | |
| "spend a little time witcha rhymes" | |
| (repeat 2x) | |
| Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk | |
| Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk | |
| (repeat 2x) | |
| Verse two: tash | |
| 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 | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: j-ro | |
| 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 whoridas 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 farrahey 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 | |
| Chorus (j-ro instead of tash in the first half) | |
| Verse four: j-ro | |
| 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 aprehend him, just call tha liks | |
| And if you suddenly got some rhymes missin, you know who did it | |
| Captain hook, yeah we gon catch his ass | |
| Baten down the motherfuckin hatches | |
| We gonna feed his ass to the gators | |
| But first we gonna | |
| Chorus: second half |
| Verse one: tash | |
| 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 | |
| but rico, blow them type niggaz through the rooftop | |
| Cause only plays you if you r b or tupac | |
| So one single later, he fallin out the game | |
| But before that nigga left, he left us his name | |
| Chorus: tash | |
| Captain hook, captain, captain, captain hook | |
| " spend a little time witcha rhymes" | |
| repeat 2x | |
| Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk | |
| Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk | |
| repeat 2x | |
| Verse two: tash | |
| 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 | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: jro | |
| 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 whoridas said he came and stole they name | |
| And he got e40' s briefcase full of game | |
| So i, set myself back on the ro' s quest | |
| With the farrahey 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 | |
| Chorus jro instead of tash in the first half | |
| Verse four: jro | |
| 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 aprehend him, just call tha liks | |
| And if you suddenly got some rhymes missin, you know who did it | |
| Captain hook, yeah we gon catch his ass | |
| Baten down the motherfuckin hatches | |
| We gonna feed his ass to the gators | |
| But first we gonna | |
| Chorus: second half |
| Verse one: tash | |
| 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 | |
| but rico, blow them type niggaz through the rooftop | |
| Cause only plays you if you r b or tupac | |
| So one single later, he fallin out the game | |
| But before that nigga left, he left us his name | |
| Chorus: tash | |
| Captain hook, captain, captain, captain hook | |
| " spend a little time witcha rhymes" | |
| repeat 2x | |
| Drink drink, we drunk, we drunk, drunk | |
| Drink drink we drunk, we drunk drunk | |
| repeat 2x | |
| Verse two: tash | |
| 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 | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse three: jro | |
| 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 whoridas said he came and stole they name | |
| And he got e40' s briefcase full of game | |
| So i, set myself back on the ro' s quest | |
| With the farrahey 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 | |
| Chorus jro instead of tash in the first half | |
| Verse four: jro | |
| 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 aprehend him, just call tha liks | |
| And if you suddenly got some rhymes missin, you know who did it | |
| Captain hook, yeah we gon catch his ass | |
| Baten down the motherfuckin hatches | |
| We gonna feed his ass to the gators | |
| But first we gonna | |
| Chorus: second half |
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