Rhymin' & Stealin'

Because Mutiny on the Bounty's what we're 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, cold gettin' colder

Terrorizin' suckers on the seven seas

And if you've got beef you'll get capped in the knees

We got sixteen men on a dead man's chest

And I shot those suckers and I'll shoot the rest

Most illin'est b-boy, I got that feelin'

'Cause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Snatchin' gold chains, nickin' pieces of eight

I got your money and your honey and the fly name plate

We got wenches on the benches and bitties with titties

Housin' all girlies from city to city

One-for-all and all-for-one

Takin' out MC's with a big shotgun

All-for-one and one-for-all

Because the Beastie Boys have gone AWOL

Friggin' in the riggin' and cuttin' your throat

Big bitin' suckers gettin' thrown in the moat

We got maidens and wenches, man, they're on the ace

Captain Bligh is gonna die when we break his face

Most illin'est b-boy, well, I got that feelin'

I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves

Torchin' and crackin' and rhymin' and stealin'

Robbin' and rapin', bustin' two in the ceilin'

I'm wheelin', I'm dealin', I'm drinkin', not thinkin'

Never cower, never shower and I'm always stinkin'

Yo-ho-ho and a pint of Brass Monkey

And when my girlie shakes her hips she sure gets funky

Skirt chasin', free basin', killin' every village

We drink and rob and rhyme and pillage

Most illin'est b-boy, well, I got that feelin'

I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

I was drinkin' my rum, a def son of a gun

"I fought the law" and I cold won

Blackbeard's weak, Moby Dick's on the chicks

'Cause I pull out the 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 illin'est b-boy, I got that feelin'

And I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Most illin'est b-boy, I got that feelin'

I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Most illin'est b-boy, I got that feelin'

'Cause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Most illin'est b-boy, I got that feelin'

I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Most chillinest b-boy

I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Most killin'est b-boy

I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Most dusted out b-boy

I tossin' my dust

Most fin'kiest b-boy

I'm doin' that finkin'

Most rhymin'est b-boy

I'm stretchin' my shade

Most shootin'est b-boy

I think you're shit

Most rhymin'est b-boy

I'll steal your shit, homeboy

Most taxin'est b-boy

I tax you, boy

Most illin'est, illin'est, illin'est, b-boy

Taxin' all y'all squares

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