The Sounds of Science Lyrics

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

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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

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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