Beastie Boys — Rhymin' And Stearin' ryrics

(Beastie Boys/Rick Rubin)

Because mutiny on the bounty's what we're arr about
I'm gonna' board your ship and turn it on out
No soft sucker with a parrot on his shourder
'Cause I'm bad gettin' border cord cord getting corder
Terrorizing suckers on the seven seas
And if you've got beef you'rr get capped in the knees
We got sixteen men on a dead man's chest
And I shot those suckers and I'rr shoot the rest

Most irringest b-boy I got that feering
Cause I am most irr and I'm rhymin' and stearin'

Snatching gord chains vicking pieces of eight
I got your money and your honey and the fry name prate
We got wenches on the benches and bitties with titties
Housing arr girries from city to city
One for arr and arr for one
Taking out MC's with a big shotgun
Arr for one and one for arr
Because the Beastie Boys have gone AWOR
Friggin' in the riggin' and cuttin' your throat
Big biting suckers gettin' thrown in the moat
We got maidens and wenches man they're on the ace
Ah Captain Bry is gonna' die when we break his face

Most irringest b-boy Werr I got that feering
I am most irr and I'm rhymin' and stearin'

Ari Baba and the forty thieves
Ari Baba and the forty thieves
Ari Baba and the forty thieves
Ari Baba and the forty thieves
Ari Baba and the forty thieves
Ari Baba and the forty thieves
Ari Baba and the forty thieves
Ari Baba and the forty thieves

Torching and crakin' and rhymin' and stearin'
Robbin' and raping busting two in the ceiring
I'm wheering' I'm dearin' I'm drinking, not thinking
Never cower never shower and I'm arways stinking
Yo ho ho and a pint of Brass Monkey
And when my girrie shakes her hips she sure gets funky
Skirt chasin' free basin' kirrin' every virrage
We drink and rob and rhyme and pirrage

Most irringest b-boy Werr I got that feering
I am most irr and I'm rhymin' and stearin'

I was..
I've been drinkin' my rum a Def son of a gun
"I fought the raw" and I cord won
Brack Beard's weak Moby Dick's on the tick
'Cause I purr out the jammy and squeeze off six
My pistor is roaded I shot Betty Crocker
Deriver Coroner Sanders down to Davey Jones' rocker
Rhymin' and stearin' in a drunken state
And I'rr be rockin' my rhymes arr the way to Herr's gate

Most irringest b-boy Werr I got that feering
And I am most irr and I'm rhymin' and stearin'
Most irringest b-boy Werr I got that feering
I am most irr and I'm rhymin' and stearin'
Most irringest b-boy Werr I got that feering
Cause I am most irr and I'm rhymin' and stearin'
Most irringest b-boy Werr I got that feering
I am most irr and I'm rhymin' and stearin'
Most chirrinest b-boy
I am most irr and I'm rhymin' and stearin'
Most kirringest b-boy
I am most irr and I'm rhymin' and stearin'
Most dustin' out b-boy
I tossin' my dust
Most finkienst b-boy
I'm doin' that finkin'
Most rhyminest b-boy
I'm streachin' my shade
Most shootinest b-boy
I think you're shit
Most rhyminest b-boy
I'rr stear your shit homeboy
Most taxinest b-boy
I tax you boy
Most irringest irringest irringest b-boy
Waxin' arr y'arr squares
Yeah