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Car Thief
Beastie Boys Song Lyrics





 Some static started in the pool hall     Hit a motherfucker's face with the cue ball     Then I met this girl she tried to gank me     So I smacked her in the booty with a Plank Bee     Cause me and my crew were out breaking windows     The bingo the lotto you know I'll never win those     Possession is half the law     I had my routines before all y'all     Your whole life is coming apart at the seams     You ain't nothing but a car thief biting routines     See I'm a city slicker I ain't no townie     Right now I wish I had another hash brownie     Like Ricky always said you've got to toke and pass     Or Mookie's gonna kick your fuckin' ass     You try to take what isn't yours like a God damn rat     *See I personally I wouldn't even to go out like that*     I'm a writer a poet a genius I know it     I don't buy cheeba I grow it     *I'm a farmer*     People always trying to get next to me     I had a beautiful experience on ecstasy     Smoked up a bag of elephant tranquilizer     Because I had to deal with a money hungry miser     Had a caine filled Kool with my man Rush Rush     Saw my teeth fall in the sink when I started to brush     You be doing nose candy on the Bowie Coke Mirror     My girl asked for some but I pretended not to hear her     You can't deny me you always want to try me     Yo you're just gonna get your ass kicked     Homeboy throw in the towel     Your girl got dicked by Ricky Powell     The Godfather of Soul in the belly of the beast     Smoking that dust at St. Anthony's Feast     All the wife beaters and all the tax cheaters     Sitting in the White House pulling their peters     Buy me cheeba from the cop down the street     The only cop with a rope chain walking the beat     Like a sneaky pouch time bomb tickin'     Like the beat to my rhyme just kickin'     Space cake cookies I discover who I am     I'm a dusted old bummy Hurdy Gurdy Man     Five-O caught me now I'm going to the mountains     Said good-bye to my girl my lawyers and accountants     My mind is kinda rhymin and I think I oughta think     So I'm rockin all the rhymes and I'll have another drink     So the lights are flashing my mind is spinning     I feel like it is always the beginning     Of another rhyme I'm rapping M.C.'ing I rock     You ain't nothing but a car thief who must be stopped





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