Rhymin` and Stealin` — текст песни (Beastie Boys)

Rhymin` And 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 getting colder
Terrorizing 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

(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 suckers 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
Yo ho ho and a pint of Brass Monkey
And when my girlie shakes her hips - she sure gets funky
Skirt chasing, free basing - killing 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 my 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)