Sounds Of Science Lyrics - Paul's Boutique (20th Anniversary Edition) - Beastie Boys

Now here we go dropping science, dropping it all over 

Like bumping around the town like when you're driving a Range Rover 

Expanding the horizon and expanding the parameter 

Expanding the rhymes of sucka MC amateurs 

Naugels, Issac Newton, a scientific E-Z 

Ben Franklin with the kite, getting over with the key 

Now rock, shocking the mike of the many times, times the times tables 

Rock well to tell the spell all of the old fables 

'Cause I be dropping the new science and I be kicking the new k-nowledge 

An MC to a degree that you can't get in college 

Now the drags of the earth and the eggs that I eat 

I got pegs through my hands and one through my feet 

Shea Stadium the radium, E.M.D. squared 

Kicked out of the Palladium, d'you think that I care? 

It's the sounds of science, the sounds of science 

Rope-a-dope 

The newest in new 

Right up to your face and diss you 

Waxin' and milkin' all of y'all square heads 

Time and money for girls covered with honey 

You lie and aspire to be as cunning 

Reelin' and rockin' and rollin' the B-sized D-cup 

Order the quarter deluxe, why don'tcha wake up 

My mind is kinda flowing like an oil projector 

Had to get up and get the Jimmy protector 

Went bezerk and worked, and exploded 

She woke up in the morning and her face was coated 

Buddy you study the man on the mic 

D, do whatcha' like 

Drunk as a skunk am I from celebration 

To peep that freak unique penetration 

Well I figured out who makes the crack it's 

The suckas with the badges and the blue jackets 

Professor of science 'cause I keep droppin' it 

I smell weak 'cause y'all keep poppin' it 

People always ask me what's the phenomenon 

Yo what's up? Yo what's goin' on 

No one really knows what I'm talkin' about 

And yeah that's right my name's Yauch 

Ponce De Leon, constantly on 

The fountain of youth, not Robotron 

Peace is a word I've heard before 

So move and move and move up on the dance floor 

'Cause I'm gonna die, gonna die one day 

'Cause I'm goin' and goin' and goin' this way 

Not like a roach or a peace of toast 

I'm goin' out first class, ain't goin' out coach 

Rock my Adidas, never rock Filas 

I do not sniff the coke, I only smoke the sinsemilla 

Well with my nose I knows and with my scope I scopes 

What I live I write and that's strictly rope 

I got science for any occasion 

Postulating theorems formulating equations 

Cheech wizard in a snow blizzard 

Eat a chicken gizzard with a girl named Lizzy 

Dropping science like Galileo dropped the orange