The Sounds Of Science - 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 perameter 
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, shocker the mike of the many times, times the times tables 
Rock well to tell the spell all of the old fables 
Cuz 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 tacks through my hands and one through my feet 
Shea Stadium the radium, E.M.D. squared 
Kicked out of the Palledium, 'dja think that I cared? 
It's the sounds...of science, the sounds...of science 

(Ad Rock) 
Rope-a-Dope! 
the newest in new, "right up to your face and dissed you" 
waxin' and milkin' all of you square heads... 

Time and money for girls covered with honey 
You lie and aspire to be as cunning 
Reelin' and rockin' and rollin' 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 
Proffesor of science cuz I keep droppin' it 
I smell weak cuz 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... 
[DJ scratching] 
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 
Cuz I'm gonna die, gonna die one day 
Cuz 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 equasions 
Cheech wizard in a snow blizzard 
Eat a chicken gizzard with a girl named Lizzy 
[Dropping science like Galileo dropped the orange]