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