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    Beastie Boys

    Rhymin And Stealin

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    Because mutiny on the bountys what were all about
    Im gonna board your ship and turn it on out
    No soft sucker with a parrot on his shoulder
    Cause Im bad gettin bolder - cold getting colder
    Terrorizing suckers on the seven seas
    And if youve got beef - youll get capped in the knees
    We got sixteen men on a dead mans chest
    And I shot those suckers and Ill shoot the rest
    (chorus) Most illingest b-boy - I got that feeling
    Cause I am most ill and Im 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 theyre 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
    Im wheeling - Im dealin - Im drinking, not thinking
    Never cower, never shower - and Im 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)
    Ive been drinking my rum - a Def son of a gun
    I fought the law and I cold won
    Black Beards weak - Moby Dicks 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 Ill be rockin my rhymes all the way to Hells gate
    (repeat chorus)
    [ Rhymin And Stealin Lyrics ]
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