Текст песни Beastie Boys - Rhymin` and Stealin`
Beastie Boys - Rhymin` and Stealin` слова песни
Rhymin` And Stealin` 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 my 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)