Beastie Boys The Biz Grasshopper Experiment song lyrics

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)