User Profile

According to the legend of the Seven Seas, Davey Jones was none other than the Captain of the Flying Dutchman. Before his damnation, a brilliant sailor, very well-read, well-educated and highly intelligent, as well as one of the most perverted lovers in history of mankind, but it was his Arrogance and Vanity that took over. Once, he swore that he would not retreat in the face of a storm, but would continue his attempt to round the Cape of Good Hope even if it took until Judgment Day. The crew was later infected with the plague and not allowed to sail into any port for this reason. Since then, the ship and its crew were doomed to sail forever, never putting in to shore.

The term "Davey Jones' Locker" means the depths of the ocean, where he and his crew dwell. However, Davey Jones is rumored to be allowed to go to shore once every hundred years, in order to seek a woman to share his fate.

The captain is now wandering among ye, lasses...

Because
Mutiny on the bounty's what I'm all about
I'm gonna board your ship and turn it on out
No soft sucker with a parrot on his shoulder
'cause I'm bad gettin' bolder - cold getting colder
Terrorizing suckers on the seven seas
And if you've got beef - you'll get capped in the knees
I got sixteen men on a dead man's chest
And I shot those suckers and I'll shoot the rest

Snatching gold chains - vicking pieces of eight
I got your money and your honey and the fly name plate
I got wenches on the benches - and bitties with titties
I'm housing all girlies from city to city
One for all and all for one
Taking out m.c.'s with a big shotgun
All for one and one for all
Because the Captain's crew had gone A.W.O.L.
Friggin' in the riggin' and cuttin' your throat
Big biting suckers getting thrown in the moat
I got maidens and wenches - man they're on the ace
And Captain Bly is gonna die when I break his face

Just like Ali Baba and the forty thieves

Torching and crackin' and rhymin' and stealin'
Robbin' and raping - busting two in the ceiling
I'm wheeling' - I'm dealin' - I'm drinking, not thinking
Never cower, never shower - and I'm always stinking
Yo ho ho and a pint of brass monkey
And when my girlie shakes her hips - she sure gets funky
Skirt chasing, free basing - killing every village
I drink
And rob
And rhyme
And pillage

I've been drinking my rum - a def son of a gun
I fought the law - and I cold won
Black Beard's weak - Moby Dick's on the tick
'cause I pull out my jammy and squeeze off six
My pistol is loaded - I shot Betty Crocker
Deliver Colonel Sanders down to Davey Jones' Locker
Rhymin' and stealin' in a drunken state
And I'll be rockin' my rhymes all the way to hell's gate

Most illingest b-boy - I got that feeling
Cause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

I'M NOT PETER PAN - I DON'T FUCK WITH FAIRIES

Friends (34):

Mutual Friends (16):

Also Friend of (4):