I SPIT/ SIXTEEN BARS OF GOLD/ FROM A ROLL OF SCRIPT
DRUNK ADVENTURES/ WITH A SICK TEAM OF RUGGED
HENCHMEN ON A STOLEN SHIP/LIQUOR FIEND
FUCKIN WENCHES WITH A SWOLLEN DICK
WE CONTROL THE SHIT/CRIPPLIN’ SUCKERS
DOUBLED UP CLUTCHING THEIR GUTS
IN THE SCUPPERS/ CUTTROAT WITH A CUTLASS
CLOCK FOES WITH MACES/ MENACE WITH BAD GRAMMER
CROSSBONES EMBLAZONED ON PENNANTS & BANDANNAS
BAD MANNERS/ STABBIN’ LUNGS WITH A RUSTED DAGGER
LANDLUBBERS SCATTER WHEN I THUMB BACK MY MUSKET HAMMER
BERSERK MURDERER/ SWERVIN’ THROUGH THE SURF IN MY PINNACE
DISTURBIN’ THE PEACE/ SLURPIN’ GUINESS
BANG BEATS THROUGH MY WARDRUMS/ THEY’RE HEARD FROM
THE BEACH/ EXTORT RUM WITH MY CIRCLE OF THIEVES
DYRTY VANDALS/ SCURVY DISEASED/ WE SCUTTLE CUTTERS/
LOOSE CANNONZ/ LEAVE YA BURNIN’ AT SEA
Verse 2:
I SINK…ENEMY BOATS AND PINTS OF PISS
INHABIT THE SAVAGEST TAVERNS AND FIGHT WITH FISTS
ANY TIME OF NIGHT LIABLE TO FLIP
WANDER OFF ON THE DOCKS AND DO SOME WILD SHIT
STAGGER ROUND BENT/ RATS ARE FOUND DEAD
IN THE BOTTOM OF A CASK/ SCALPED HEAD FROM A FALCONET
BLAST/ DOWN ‘YAK IN A GLASS WITH THE FROZEN CUBES
DARK WITTED BASTARD/ PLASTERED OFF THE OVAPROOF
CRACKIN’ JAWS WITH OARS & PORT FLAGONS
HOARSE FROM BRAGGIN’ STORIES TO THE WHORES IN MY CABIN
RAW RAP/ SHORE TO SLAUGHTER YA RANKS
AND MAKE THE CAPTAIN WALK THE PLANK WITH A SWORD TO HIS BACK
RELAXED AT A RUM BARREL AIMIN’ MY GUN
APPAREL BLOODIED UP & STAINED FROM THE RAID AT THE PUB
SLUTS GIVIN’ UP TREASURE CHESTS/ SMITTEN BY THE PILLAGERS
CLUBS RIPPED TO SHREDS/ ANOTHER SKIPPER FOR THE GILLIGANS
credits
from Son Of The Moon,
released January 13, 2020
Cuts by Rob Shaker. Lyrics by Techz.
