Перевод: Капитан Джек. Только Вы.
song from Captain Jack : Only You) Only you, can make me feel so true. I'll never, never be so blue, as long as I have you. Only you, can make me feel
never cloned a microphone What type of shit you on, I hope you got insurance Before I sit you on my gurney And lead you to an anestetic breather
Stick up, hands in the air You move, you lose, 'cause the Ice don't care No chance to run, don't shout Flinch an inch I'm gonna take you out Grand Larcenist
you dance You got me captivated Just by the way that you keep lickin' 'em dicks Like her lips I'm agitated, aggravated To the point you don't suck my dick Then you
, what's up though? Redeem, my team raps capital regime, Captain of the making and happen machine. Boss of all bosses, you cut your losses, Catch what you
by the one Look here come the judge Watch it here he come now I can only guess what's happ'nin' Years ago, he woulda been The ship's captain Gettin'
gon' keep that confidential I really can keep a secret but you tellin' lies Hesitant to represent You like a bitch in disguise Talkin' about you need a trend so you
Imagine sailing solo around the world Only to find you've missed a continent out And as your happy turns choppy and tidal wave swirls You're wondering
Intro: Hey this is Captain Jack! Refrain: Do you really follow me into the light Drill instructor's on, drill instructor's on my side Do you really make
my strife found the meaning of life You're dying the moment you're born My heart bears the scars even time can't disguise If you only knew what I've
you've got to endure All the total dicks, all the stuck-up chicks So superficial, so immature And then when you graduate You take a look around and you
Prom, Judy's mom, Rock-n-Roll was new Cracker Jack prize, stars in your eyes, as Daddy tore the keys Ahh, do you remember these? The boogey man, lemonade
Getting at you whether you coming out Or you been out You never exempt From this murderous attempt I'm telling you pimp Undeniably you are a loss Invincible, why you
lost in a Mack truck, jack, in the city of words Only dead men stomp on the brake pedals in the city of nerves Sow me some reaps, jack, I'm dead on the
ask me where I'm from This is where I'm from So fake niggas don't ask me no shit [mp] Man what the fuck you mean where I'm from nigga? You know where
, plus I never cloned a microphone What type of shit you on, I hope you got insurance Before I sit you on my gurney And lead you to an anestetic breather
, when you dance, you got me captivated, just by the way That you keep lickin' them dicks like lips, I'm agitated, aggravated To the point you don't suck my dick Then you
