(Beastie Boys/Rick Rubin)
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Because mutiny on the bounty's what we're all about
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I'm gonna' board your ship and turn it on out
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No soft sucker with a parrot on his shoulder
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'Cause I'm bad gettin' bolder cold cold getting colder
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Terrorizing suckers on the seven seas
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And if you've got beef you'll get capped in the knees
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We got sixteen men on a dead man's chest
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And I shot those suckers and I'll shoot the rest
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Most illingest b-boy I got that feeling
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Cause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
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Snatching gold chains vicking pieces of eight
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I got your money and your honey and the fly name plate
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We got wenches on the benches and bitties with titties
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Housing all girlies from city to city
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One for all and all for one
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Taking out MC's with a big shotgun
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All for one and one for all
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Because the Beastie Boys have gone AWOL
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Friggin' in the riggin' and cuttin' your throat
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Big biting suckers gettin' thrown in the moat
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We got maidens and wenches man they're on the ace
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Ah Captain Bly is gonna' die when we break his face
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Most illingest b-boy Well I got that feeling
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I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
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Ali Baba and the forty thieves
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Ali Baba and the forty thieves
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Ali Baba and the forty thieves
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Ali Baba and the forty thieves
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Ali Baba and the forty thieves
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Ali Baba and the forty thieves
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Ali Baba and the forty thieves
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Ali Baba and the forty thieves
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Torching and crakin' and rhymin' and stealin'
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Robbin' and raping busting two in the ceiling
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I'm wheeling' I'm dealin' I'm drinking, not thinking
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Never cower never shower and I'm always stinking
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Yo ho ho and a pint of Brass Monkey
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And when my girlie shakes her hips she sure gets funky
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Skirt chasin' free basin' killin' every village
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We drink and rob and rhyme and pillage
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Most illingest b-boy Well I got that feeling
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I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
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I was..
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I've been drinkin' my rum a Def son of a gun
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"I fought the law" and I cold won
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Black Beard's weak Moby Dick's on the tick
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'Cause I pull out the jammy and squeeze off six
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My pistol is loaded I shot Betty Crocker
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Deliver Colonel Sanders down to Davey Jones' locker
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Rhymin' and stealin' in a drunken state
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And I'll be rockin' my rhymes all the way to Hell's gate
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Most illingest b-boy Well I got that feeling
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And I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
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Most illingest b-boy Well I got that feeling
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I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
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Most illingest b-boy Well I got that feeling
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Cause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
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Most illingest b-boy Well I got that feeling
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I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
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Most chillinest b-boy
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I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
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Most killingest b-boy
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I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
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Most dustin' out b-boy
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I tossin' my dust
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Most finkienst b-boy
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I'm doin' that finkin'
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Most rhyminest b-boy
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I'm streachin' my shade
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Most shootinest b-boy
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I think you're shit
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Most rhyminest b-boy
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I'll steal your shit homeboy
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Most taxinest b-boy
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I tax you boy
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Most illingest illingest illingest b-boy
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Waxin' all y'all squares
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Yeah
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Rhymin' And Stealin'
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