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fresh fades
[jr:] before the spade and the stage we was drinkin underage

Every time I close my eyes I start to drift away- thinkin bout some days gone by
my people on the front lines

People, my people are dyin'
And we see it all the time
Don't know where our future would be
If he's not here, how do
throw your hands up in the air 
BDP rockin' without no fear 
So Kenny Parker if you know what time it is 
Throw the funky fresh beat in like this
it up off of me
So that's one time it saved my life

The way, the way, I, uh, I came by the name of Lucille
I was over in Twist, Arkansas, I know
step this way 
You're gettin PLAYED  out of position 
So let me give you a little style 
Check it out 
Everytime KRS-One steps in the jam 
The party
yo be loadin trips and sowin
Ya knowin, throw a fancy hover in the drowin
It's kinda pleasin a ray, so baby sit, no thank you heasin
Sneazin, now what
" 



[Wild Child] 

Yo  I'm Wild Child with the style that'll wreck your body  

I'm here to "Break dat party  rip dat party" 



[Madlib] 

Yo  it's
wit, to one of my turds of shit 
You ain't shit, you never was shit 
So I spit, on your number one hit, now quit! 
Leave the poetry, it's just too
The charmed ship Plutonia
Sailed like a ray into Cornwall
And none too soon it seems

That night the captain's granddaughter
Would celebrate her birthday
have no fear, now let the bills roll in 
Bringing it down, roll with it 
It was the time of my life last summer 
I was under the impression reality
myself a party
You know a flyin' saucer landed right by my side
You know a big green man jumped out and boy, you know he robbed me
You know he beat me
myself a party
You know a flyin' saucer landed right by my side
You know a big green man jumped out and boy, you know he robbed me
You know he beat me
Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans
And my sheets still orange from your spray tan
It was more than soft porn for the K-man
She remember my Sprinter,
(live fast)
(die young)

Livin' fast now it's all linen rags (Uh)
Hard headed but my top peelin' back
Tinted glass on my '57, nigga wit' a attitude
And if you're down with the funk, that's me and you
And now that I just took you back to the future
It's time to wake you up so I begin to suture
Stitch
it back out
It's gon' be called, "The Return.. of the Biz Mark"
 
I'm the Biz Markie, I'm known for beatboxin' and rap
And now it's time, to bring
beautifully articulated 

Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature 

of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it 

The styles they're
wit, to one of my turds of shit 
You ain't shit, you never was shit 
So I spit, on your number one hit, now quit! 
Leave the poetry, it's just too
had enough of that? Yeah, give it right back
Now lay ya head back and roll in the Cadillac
How we do what we do, what it is, where it's going down..
a sure win
He's been in more scandals than J.R. Ewing
Busted up more parties than five-o
When it comes to a fight my boy's good to go
So step on stage, we
one too but now I hear you loud and clear
Subliminal, criminal minded niggas so be aware
Black dog broke out the bitch until yo' ass it's ?bout to tear
(worrrrd up)
And the blood of Abraham (worrrrd up)
So let's get ready for the jam

[Chorus]

It was a Thursday night and the party was bumpin'
now, so you're startin to
Get a little hype, but first get a partner
And proceed full speed right to the dance arena
I really doubt it, but maybe by
me on my vacation?
Speakin' on the phone in an aggravatin' tone
Now I know what Michael meant by leave me alone
So I'm askin' who is it
Some of them dancing, some of them drinking
Everybody like what's up,
It feels like a party, girls dressed naughty
Got the homies like what's up