[intro - Mick Molly]
Navy Jets
Navy Jets
So far and so out
I be Navy Jets
My mateys come out
And it's sacrilege
I'm coming from nothin'
Don't pay me less
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Now could you imagine that
Now could you imagine that
[Hook - Mick Molly]
I did it from scratch that's facts
d**h to cla**ic raps
I did it I did it
From scratch that's facts
Could you imagine that
(Rpt x2)
[Verse - Mick Molly]
Riding these waves to the grave
My Pirate life say minimum wage a shame
Skate from the case
I'll knock the life out lubbers like raid OK
Wait in the shade
I'll broadside pull the caper
Outside mover's shaker's
Loud proud to erase ya'
Bow down nation wild generation
Paid from the waves
My streams cut across screen's like razor blades
Made in 88
My dream cutting off cream like Jay & Ye
NASCAR crash I race you pace
Flash mob splash like bathing apes
Landlord mad we shake the place
Break a vase mega ba**
Trained from the post
I'll pivot block shortstop in the name of Coke
Ain't gonna' go
Locked down in prison skate 12' like my name was Bolt
Made for the role
I'm tryna' find the bankroll
Crew don't ride they row
Homicide they ghost's and they don't ask why
I say so bro
No gang though came up like broke Django
And I made my boat stay afloat
7-1-8 hope they know
My mateys don't play for the change
Tryna' go state to state stage with the Gatorade
Ma' I'm gettin' paid today
Told y'all scallys I'll pave a way
Ain't gonna preach
I did predicted MICK MOLLY be the name to reach
Prince sh** King had made the beat
Rip this sh** from A to Z
Break for the beach
Pirate life till I die
Waves when I raise and sleep
Live life free no slavery
Live life free no slavery
Came from the streets
Probably why the white guys with ties
Don't wave at me
Think bfor' you preach
Y'all ain't see the white guys with ties
Be chasing me
Race for the weak
Y'all scallys die not knowing
Pirates eyes not showing
Black White Red Brown
Metal flying like Boeing
Go in
Boat through the tides
Landfall
Protocol
I vocalize Pirate life ain't no surprise
Outta' sight like close ya eyes
Mission up to Mars
Got it messed up got a Tesla
Motherf**er far Tryna' flex up
Like a wrestler
Take a picture aww
Need a check cut
Got investors
Tryna' find land start a landslide
In the red stuff
Pistol from Japan
Choppa' motherland
Lotta' vet stuff
I ain't even plan
Scallys on the planet
Call the s** rough
...
Now could you imagine that
[Rpt Hook - Mick Molly]