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 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 illingest b-boy,

I got that feelin''

Cause I am most ill and

I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Shh! Snatchin' gold chains, vikin' 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

A.W.O.LFriggin' in the riggin', man, cuttin' your throat

Big bitin' suckers gettin' thrown in the moat

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

Captain Bligh's gonna die when we break his face

Most illingest b-boy,

I got that feelin'

I am most ill and

I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Ali Baba and the forty thieves

Ali Baba and the forty thieves

Ali Baba and the forty thieves

Ali Baba and the forty thieves

Ali Baba and the forty thieves

Ali Baba and the forty thieves

Ali Baba and the forty thieves

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 illingest b-boy,

I got that feelin'

I am most ill and

I'm rhymin' and stealin'

I was drinkin' my rum, a deaf 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

I squeeze off six

My pistol is loaded,

I shot Betty

CrockerDeliver

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 illingest b-boy,

I got that feelin'

I am most ill and

I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Most illingest b-boy,

I got that feelin'

I am most ill and

I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Most illingest b-boy,

I got that feelin''

Cause I am most ill and

I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Most illingest 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 killingest b-boy

I am most ill and

I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Most dustin' out b-boy,

I'm tossin' my dust

Most finkinest b-boy,

I'm doin' that finkin'

Most rhyminest b-boy,

I'm stretchin' my shade

Most shootinest b-boy,

I think you're shit

Most rhyminest b-boy,

I'll steal your shit homeboy

Most taxinest b-boy,

I'll tax you boy

Most illingest illingest illingest b-boy

Taxin' all y'all squares, yeah!