Beastie Boys - Rhymin & Stealin lyrics

Because mutiny on the bounty's what we're all about I'm gonna board your ship and turn it on out No soft s**er with a parrot on his shoulder 'Cause I'm bad gettin' bolder - cold getting colder Terrorizing s**ers 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 s**ers and I'll shoot the rest [chorus] Most illingest b-boy - I got that feeling Cause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin' Snatching gold chains - vicking 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 Housing all girlies from city to city One for all and all for one Taking out M.C.'s with a big shotgun All for one and one for all Because the Beastie Boys have gone A.W.O.L. Friggin' in the riggin' and cuttin' your throat Big biting s**ers getting thrown in the moat We got maidens and wenches - man they're on the ace Captain Bly is gonna die when we break his face [repeat chorus] Ali Baba and the forty thieves Torching and crakin' and rhymin' and stealin' Robbin' and raping - busting two in the ceiling I'm wheeling' - I'm dealin' - I'm drinking, not thinking Never cower, never shower - and I'm always stinking Ho ho ho and a pint of Bra** Monkey And when my girlie shakes her hips - she sure gets funky Skirt chasing, free basing - k**ing every village We drink and rob and rhyme and pillage [repeat chorus] I've been drinking my rum - a Def son of a gun I fought the law and I cold won Black Beard's weak - Moby Dick's on the tick '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 [repeat chorus]