to write it down. to sell my soul. I'm setting sail. I'm coming home.
Walk out the plank. Peg leg, you stumble and fall on your face. You hidin' your face with eye patch and black beard. You're rotting away. (scurvy) You're a bitch ass pirate bet you already know. (scurvy) Got your parrot got your crew men you gotta go. Yo-ho-ho-ho-ho-hooooooo
I'm a sentimental sinner. Minnesota rep don't quit her. Imma get my website back. Imma fuck up your track, bitch. I'm in your girl's poop deck. You gettin' no respect. I call on trap kid army's power to take down Somali pirates.
wealth, fame, power. Gold Roger, the King of the Pirates, obtained this and everything else life had to offer, and his dying words drove countless souls to the seas.
"You want my treasure? You can have it. I left everything I gathered together in one place. Now you just have to find it."
These words lured men to the Grand Line, in pursuit of dreams greater than they've ever dared to imagine. This is a time known as the Great Pirate Era.