Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ad-Rock
Vocals
MCA
Vocals
Mike D
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Diamond
Songwriter
Adam Yauch
Songwriter
Matt Dike
Songwriter
John King
Songwriter
John Lennon
Composer
Paul McCartney
Composer
Adam Keefe Horovitz
Songwriter
Mike Simpson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beastie Boys
Producer
Allan Abrahamson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mario Caldato Jr.
Engineer
The Dust Brothers
Producer
Ad-Rock
Producer
E.Z. Mike
Producer
King Gizmo
Producer
MCA
Producer
Mike D
Producer
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
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 horizons and expanding the parameters
Expanding the rhymes of sucker MC amateurs
Naugels, Issac Newton, Scientific E.Z.
Ben Franklin with the kite getting over with the key
Now rock shocking the mic as many times times the times tables
Rock well to tell, dispel, all of the old fables
I've been 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 dregs 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, you think that I cared?
It's the sounds of science
The sounds of science
[Verse 2]
Time and money for girls covered with honey
You lie and aspire to be as cunning
Reelin' and rockin' and rollin' B-size D-cup
Order the quarter deluxe, why don't you wake up?
My mind is kinda flowin' like an oil projector
Had to get up and get the Jimmy protector
Went berserk 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 what you 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 suckers with the badges and the blue jackets
A professor of science 'cause I keep droppin' it
I smell weak 'cause y'all keep poppin' it
People always asking, "What's the phenomenon?"
"Yo, what's up?" "Yo! What's going on?"
No one really knows what I'm talking about
Yeah, that's right, my name's Yauch
[Verse 3]
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 upon 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 piece of toast
I'm going out first class, ain't going out coach
Rock my Adidas, never rock FILA
"I do not sniff the coke, I only smoke the sinsemilla"
With my nose, I knows, and with my scopes, I scope
What I live I write and that is strictly rope
I got science for any occasion
Postulating theorems, formulating equations
Cheech wizard in a snow blizzard
Eating chicken gizzards with a girl named Lizzy
Dropping science like Galileo dropped the orange
Written by: Adam Horovitz, Adam Yauch, John King, John Lennon, Matt Dike, Mike D, Mike Simpson, Paul McCartney

