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Car Thief – Beastie Boys

Beastie Boys

Car Thief lyrics

Language
English
Level
Intermediate
Released
1989
Genre
Pop
Length
3:40
  1. Some static started in the pool hall

  2. Hit a motherfucker's face with the cue ball

  3. And I met this girl, she tried to gank me

  4. So I smacked her in the booty with a plank, B

  5. 'Cause me and my crew, we're out breaking windows

  6. The bingo, the lotto, you know I'll never win those

  7. Possession is half the law

  8. I had my routines before all of y'all

  1. Your whole life is coming apart at the seams

  2. You ain't nothing but a car thief biting routines

  3. See, I'm a city slicker, I, I ain't no townie

  4. Right now I wish I had another hash brownie

  5. And like Ricky always said, "You've got to toke and pass"

  6. Or Mookie's gonna kick your motherfucking ass

  7. Try to take what isn't yours, like a goddamn rat

  8. See I, personally, I wouldn't even wanna go out like that

  9. I'm a writer, a poet, a genius, I know it

  10. I don't buy cheeba, I grow it (I'm a farmer)

  11. People always trying to get next to me

  12. I had a beautiful experience on ecstasy

  13. I smoked up a bag of elephant tranquilizer

  14. Because I had to deal with a money-hungry miser

  15. Had a 'caine filled Kool with my man, Rush Rush

  16. Saw my teeth fall in the sink when I started to brush

  17. You be doing nose candy on the Bowie coke mirror

  18. My girl asked for some but I pretended not to hear her

  19. You can't deny me, you always want to try me

  20. Yo, you're just gonna get your ass kicked

  21. Homeboy, throw in the towel

  22. Your girl got dicked by Ricky Powell

  23. The Godfather of Soul in the belly of the beast

  24. Smoking that dust at St. Anthony's Feast

  25. All the wife beaters and all the tax cheaters

  26. Sitting in the White House, pulling their peters

  27. Buy my cheeba from the cop down the street

  28. The only cop with a rope chain when he's walking the beat

  29. So like a sneaky pouch time-bomb tickin'

  30. A-like the beat to my rhyme just kickin'

  31. Space cake cookies, I discover who I am

  32. I'm a dusted old bummy Hurdy Gurdy Man

  33. Five-O caught me, now I'm going to the mountains

  34. Said goodbye to my girl, my lawyer and accountants

  35. My mind is kinda rhymin' and I think I oughta think

  36. So I'm rockin' all the rhymes and I'll have another drink

  37. So the lights are flashin', my mind is spinnin'

  38. I feel like it is always the beginning of another rhyme

  39. I'm rappin', MCin', I rock

  40. You ain't nothin' but a car thief who must be stopped

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Key vocabulary

beat
hit; strikeA2
biting
sharp, cutting, coldA2
brush
clean with bristlesA2
candy
sweet treatsA2
cookies
sweet baked treatsA2
deal
arrangement or bargainA2
go
move to a placeA1
going
moving toward a placeA1
goodbye
bye; farewellA1
grow
become biggerA1

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About this song

Beastie Boys were an American hip-hop group from New York, mixing rap with punk, funk, and jazz. They are known for albums like Licensed to Ill and Paul’s Boutique, which helped define late-1980s rap, along with the MTV hit “Sabotage.”

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Car Thief

Some static started in the pool hall

Hit a motherfucker's face with the cue ball

And I met this girl, she tried to gank me

So I smacked her in the booty with a plank, B

'Cause me and my crew, we're out breaking windows

The bingo, the lotto, you know I'll never win those

Possession is half the law

I had my routines before all of y'all

Your whole life is coming apart at the seams

You ain't nothing but a car thief biting routines

See, I'm a city slicker, I, I ain't no townie

Right now I wish I had another hash brownie

And like Ricky always said, "You've got to toke and pass"

Or Mookie's gonna kick your motherfucking ass

Try to take what isn't yours, like a goddamn rat

See I, personally, I wouldn't even wanna go out like that

I'm a writer, a poet, a genius, I know it

I don't buy cheeba, I grow it (I'm a farmer)

People always trying to get next to me

I had a beautiful experience on ecstasy

I smoked up a bag of elephant tranquilizer

Because I had to deal with a money-hungry miser

Had a 'caine filled Kool with my man, Rush Rush

Saw my teeth fall in the sink when I started to brush

You be doing nose candy on the Bowie coke mirror

My girl asked for some but I pretended not to hear her

You can't deny me, you always want to try me

Yo, you're just gonna get your ass kicked

Homeboy, throw in the towel

Your girl got dicked by Ricky Powell

The Godfather of Soul in the belly of the beast

Smoking that dust at St. Anthony's Feast

All the wife beaters and all the tax cheaters

Sitting in the White House, pulling their peters

Buy my cheeba from the cop down the street

The only cop with a rope chain when he's walking the beat

So like a sneaky pouch time-bomb tickin'

A-like the beat to my rhyme just kickin'

Space cake cookies, I discover who I am

I'm a dusted old bummy Hurdy Gurdy Man

Five-O caught me, now I'm going to the mountains

Said goodbye to my girl, my lawyer and accountants

My mind is kinda rhymin' and I think I oughta think

So I'm rockin' all the rhymes and I'll have another drink

So the lights are flashin', my mind is spinnin'

I feel like it is always the beginning of another rhyme

I'm rappin', MCin', I rock

You ain't nothin' but a car thief who must be stopped