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the {?} they don't know-oh
Whoo! I'm really thinking of changing my name to Krispy Kreme
I'm do-nuts nigga, let me tell you what I mean
I'm paper
of terrifying
And I don't wanna be all alone when I tell this story
And can anyone tell me why
You all sound like Peanut's parents
Will I ever be coming down?
away

Judgment day

As memory surrounds me, but don't make a sound
Like thieves in the night they come sneaking around
Hear him silently shouting
difference does it make?
I love you so much anyway
And on your breast I gently laid
Your arms surround me in the lake
I am joined with you forever
make
I love you so much anyway
And on your breast I gently lay
Your arms surround me in the lake
I am joined with you forever

And the people bowed
make
I love you so much anyway
And on your breast I gently lay
Your arms surround me in the lake
I am joined with you forever

And the people bowed
Must I be those rings that surround you
Can I send a satellite to your garden safely
Super nova's fight your emotions
So tell me all your reasons
of the city
And just because my outfit match don't make me pretty

Baggy Dun Gurees, dick need room to breathe
In a room full of crackers I might cut the cheese
the shower
towels in the back, check it
and when you done bring your ass out here

surround by sounds coming out the walls
my little freak nasty bitch start
the street, people crowd around me
And say, "how you make all those sounds at one time Biz Markie?"
I tell 'em it takes a lot of practice, and lip control
the trunk smelly
By me and my Relly, you never know
Whatever tho, I got auto magazines and that weak intro
What you got against me?
Don't you know I rip
ambitious in the schooling
Let me tell you party people, you gotta admit
Anything than you want you gotta work hard for it
That's why I like doing sounds
a star and surround me in the mall
It's not all the props, spittin, breathin hard and doin
You need practice, be ambitious in the schoolin

Let me tell
the sound that surrounds
Don't count me out
Has a savior been found
Spirits in my system
Trying to resist them no
They will not go
Pour the wine slow

O
the street, people crowd around me
And say, "how you make all those sounds at one time Biz Markie?"
I tell 'em it takes a lot of practice, and lip control
somehow
To rearrange the brittle bones of you

Now it's done
And I resolve to make no sound
So they're come
Are they the ones
Who'll take me down?
Don't you
a triple twister
What comes around, goes around Ill close you down clown
Lyrics they keep circling your head, like Bose surround sound!

Okay, remain
I'm passing them by

Dublin Town
Bright lights all around
All the different sounds
Concrete surrounds
You need a few pounds or there's nothing to do
No
nigga yo believe that
Slang powder, weed, and crizack
Tell me where the ?
Homicide, daily live hangin' where it's izat
Came bent nigga with gun knives
cause it might go down"
Said he don't like the way the shit is starting to sound
Evey angle of the car was smoked out and tinted
So we couldn't tell if
ease off the trigger-talk, you ain’t killing shit
It’s not affecting me or the niggas that I'm chilling with
I don’t believe the hype or buy woof tickets
the street, people crowd around me
And say, "how you make all those sounds at one time Biz Markie?"
I tell 'em it takes a lot of practice, and lip control
L.O.N.S. lenght. Now 'nuff respect to the sekel set. 
Seeking section for recovery. 
D me a beg uni. 
Don't bother me. "Why, ooh?. 
Because I and I am
the pussy plus the pain
Equals pleasure, but the pleasure equals change
And when I tell a nigga that I'm growing that don't mean that I'm no lame
I just
the street, people crowd around me
And say, "how you make all those sounds at one time Biz Markie?"
I tell 'em it takes a lot of practice, and lip control