The Biz Grasshopper Experiment Lyrics - Beastie Boys

There weren't no rhymin' at the beginning right there. 

Ahh yeah, I'm just gonna bring them in like an introduction. I gotcha, I gotcha super Mario. Mario... Mariooooo. 

Ahhhhright y'all, comin' to you with full force. Yo, I'm not on the sauce, but we gonna do it a little something like this. 

Never trust a HAL-9000 

When it comes to fire, I'm dousin' 

Pick up your mic and start joustin' 

Prayin' mantis style, not Shaolin 

I don't want the capers, I'm frownin' 

Order in vegertarian shark's fin 

Throwin' chrome-domes in a tail spin 

'Cause I don't drink scotch and I don't drink gin 

When it comes to books with rhymes within 

Packed like sardines in a tin 

Tight-ass parties I'm roastin' 

Karate-chop some round housin' 

Ahh, that was Mario's fault! 

(Beatboxing)