the questions And we know all the answers! His heart lies in the ocean - His devotion's in the city of fun He's the captain! x 4
tooken a couple feds asking niggas questions but I wouldn?t rebuttal ?cause I?m Jake Gyllenhaal, I?m in the hood with the bubble with a tall model broad
get cuff Yo, you fucking with the wrong bluff I got more King than Just Niggas make me mad, now I got to squeeze and bust Bringing harm with my lucky
ve tooken a couple feds asking niggas questions but I wouldn?t rebuttal ?cause I?m Jake Gyllenhaal, I?m in the hood with the bubble with a tall model
captain Save-A-Hoe, to Captain Kirk, to Captain Kangaroo But you ain't got no army captain, so who is you a danger to Nobody hang with you, slang with you, bang with
' do, what you gon' do, do? Say nigga we marching, stompin' in the big black boots With my niggas in the fatigue suits ready to shoot Running with the
in fossil marker art Pardon Cadaver had a legitimate pulse And littered volts are with the village Where the skittish pigeons molt Bastard poacher gasped With the pigeon with
change, Charlie. [Charlie - driver] - Thank you. [Dance Captain] Where the hell have you been? And where is Veronica? [Velma Kelly] she isn't herself tonight [Dance Captain
me? CORA: Well, I do indeed like you. The question is - SCHUB: The question is - jus a moment there. GEORGE: "I am the master of my fate And the captain
I rock my stuff, watch you get cuff Yo, you fucking with the wrong bluff I got more King than Just Niggas make me mad, now I got to squeeze and bust Bringing harm with
a hood-a-lum The way thought put it down be confusin' some of y'all Cats can't walk while chewin' your gum 'n all With a keyboard got do with a drum '
cong their fingers on the trigger we wont be here for long. They killed MLK and named a day after him, they killed JFK and named an airport after him
not a hood-a-lum The way Thought put it down be confusin' some of y'all cats can't walk while chewin' your gum 'n all With a keyboard got do with a drum
Like Punxatawny Phil found with his four furry wrists severed I walk face-first through the sex, drugs, and church With wild things that make Maurice Sendak question
what you gon' do do Say nigga we marching stompin in the big black boots With my niggas in the fatigue suits ready to shoot Running with the AK-47
