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

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 off the ace
Captain Bly is
gonna die
when we break his face

Most illingest b-boy
I got that feeling
I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'!
Ali Baba and the forty thieves...
Ali Baba and the forty thieves.
Ali Baba and the forty thieves.
Ali Baba and the forty thieves!
Ali Baba and the forty thieves!
Ali Baba and the forty thieves!!
Ali Baba and the forty thieves!!
Ali Babaaaa!!

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

Most illingest b-boy
I got that feeling
I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'!

I was
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 the 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

Most illingest b-boy
I got that feeling
And I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'!

Most illingest b-boy
I got that feeling
I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'!

Most illingest b-boy
I got that feeling
'Cause I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'!

Most illingest b-boy
I got that feeling
I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'!

Most chillingest b-boy
I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'!

Most killingest b-boy
I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'!

Most busting out b-boy

Most thinkingest b-boy

Most rhymingest b-boy

Most shootingest b-boy

Most rhymingest b-boy

Most jackingest b-boy

Most illingest illingest illingest b-boy