Rhymin' And Stealin'
Beastie Boys Song Lyrics

Because mutiny on the bounty's what we're all aboutI'm gonna board your ship and turn it on outNo soft sucker with a parrot on his shoulder'Cause I'm bad gettin' bolder - cold getting colderTerrorizing suckers on the seven seasAnd if you've got beef - you'll get capped in the kneesWe got sixteen men on a dead man's chestAnd I shot those suckers and I'll shoot the rest(chorus) Most illingest b-boy - I got that feelingCause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'Snatching gold chains - vicking pieces of eightI got your money and your honey and the fly name plateWe got wenches on the benches - and bitties with tittiesHousing all girlies from city to cityOne for all and all for oneTaking out M.C.'s with a big shotgunAll for one and one for allBecause the Beastie Boys have gone A.W.O.L.Friggin' in the riggin' and cuttin' your throatBig biting suckers getting thrown in the moatWe got maidens and wenches - man they're on the aceCaptain Bly is gonna die when we break his face(repeat chorus)Ali Baba and the forty thievesTorching and crakin' and rhymin' and stealin'Robbin' and raping - busting two in the ceilingI'm wheeling' - I'm dealin' - I'm drinking, not thinkingNever cower, never shower - and I'm always stinkingYo ho ho and a pint of Brass MonkeyAnd when my girlie shakes her hips - she sure gets funkySkirt chasing, free basing - killing every villageWe drink and rob and rhyme and pillage(repeat chorus)I've been drinking my rum - a Def son of a gunI fought the law and I cold wonBlack Beard's weak - Moby Dick's on the tick'Cause I pull out the jammy and squeeze off sixMy pistol is loaded - I shot Betty CrockerDeliver Colonel Sanders down to Davey Jones' lockerRhymin' and stealin' in a drunken stateAnd I'll be rockin' my rhymes all the way to Hell's gate(repeat chorus)