Diggin' for Gold

(Scott Free)
 Yo its Scott Free you cant stop me
 I be stealing all your property like a game of monopoly,
 Its got be the Scurvy Crew collecting all the gold
 Under the deck up in the hold is where we keep our treasure stowed
 That we stole, behold we the brave and the bold
 The slaves will be sold or they better do what they told,
 I use the waves as the roads to get away with my loads
 It's the pirate's life for me until the day that I'm old
 I got my pieces of eight increasing in weight
 I save up enough on day to buy a decent estate,
 Policing my fate with all these doubloons and shilling
 When we show up on the shore I let the goons do the killing
 Its so fulfilling I'm willing to put my life on the line
 I find it a fine time to grind with crime on my mind
 Don't run astray, you know its the other way
 You better dig where I tell you or you wont live to see another day
 We be diggin' for gold
 We be diggin' for gold
 It's a pastime that never gets old
 Diggin' for gold,
 Diggin' for gold
 We be diggin' for gold
 Diggin' for gold
 It's a pastime that never gets old
 Diggin' for gold,
 Diggin' for gold
 (Cap D)
 Where'd I bury my treasure? I can't remember
 Got too many Xs on the map to endeavor
 Did I stop in the Bahamas? Guatemala
 Or was it Nicaragua?
 Caught barracuda off the coast of Cuba
 Or was it when we were in Tortuga
 This map is cluttered and smothered with directions on the side
 So to find what I hide I need a rhyme
 To provide me a sign of the tides
 X Marks the spot of the underground goal
 Take two steps left at Dead Man's Cove
 Make due, there's traps when ye get to the shoals
 Then nine paces west when ye hit the mangrove
 Stop, if you see the sea you've gone too far
 Don't drop off the cliffs it be a treacherous par
 Hop off the side and you'll be FUBAR
 And if you make it with you're life then you'll surely be scarred
 A pyramid lays in the land to the north
 A myriad head hunters, natives and so forth
 To the south you'll see a totem or three
 Then look for the X made out a pile of weeds!
 We be diggin' for gold
 We be diggin' for gold
 It's a pastime that never gets old
 Diggin' for gold,
 Diggin' for gold
 We be diggin' for gold
 Diggin' for gold
 It's a pastime that never gets old
 Diggin' for gold,
 Diggin' for gold
 (X Marks the spot that fills our hold)
 (Sea Dawg)
 We on the beaches, the hostage beseeches
 Me to release him, not until the loot is found
 Buried underground, searching all around,
 North to South bound, sniffin' like a bloodhound
 In the sand for subterranean loot
 Our captive sweats in his Mediterranean suit
 'Cause if the treasure ain't here then our deal is moot
 10, 000 gold doubloons no substitute
 Or I'm afraid its him we'll have to execute
 Treat his wife like a 2 shilling prostitute
 The riches for their lives, its a reasonable trade
 I think as I hit metal with the tip of my spade.
 We be diggin' for gold
 We be diggin' for gold
 It's a pastime that never gets old
 Diggin' for gold,
 Diggin' for gold
 We be diggin' for gold
 Diggin' for gold
 It's a pastime that never gets old
 Diggin' for gold,
 Diggin' for gold
 (X Marks the spot that fills our hold)