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in the AM, by night, there was mayhem, by right, I will slay them
Way them that have been thinking they are deep with it
Claims loving music like they
see if I can help you like--figure 'em out
Have you listened to Biz Markie's "Just a Friend"
Have you tried turning me off and back on again
If you
your soul could be broken still
Even a rich spirit money can't buy (uh)
I pray that heavens watch me (ayy)
Rest in peace Biz Markie, you got peace
You know
I always told you people i preach love
Breiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Yeaaaaaah
Legacy legacy
Onit
All set
If your biz no dey
Guevara with bling on, I'm complex
I never claimed to have wings on
Nigga, I get my "by any means" on whenever there's a drought
Get your umbrellas out
Guevara with bling on, I'm complex
I never claimed to have wings on
Nigga, I get my "by any means" on whenever there's a drought
Get your umbrellas out
spends, making snaps, pumping Kool G Rap and Biz
Dapper Don, Dookie wrotes I'm about to show what time it is
At the rooftop, I was with Doug E.Fresh
helicopter
I love my music yeah I wife her
I beat all my odds, word to Tyler
So many females
God damn, I need a roster
Patch all my albums no designer
Checking
With that said well lets gets to that advise i was speaking
First off
Sever any ties with the devious
Leaches
Those never by your side when they needed
The Diabolical
Hurdling the obstacle
Poetry in motion
Not another drop in the ocean
Spare us the cutter
Smooth like butter
c bad mother
Clean your mouth with
D.C.
I hate catfishin', I wanna fuck what I saw on IG
I told this bitch, "We're just friends," it's like Biz Markie (damn)
Woulda thought I had a nose
That's right
And my name is the Biz Markie
And we gonna rock a little something like this
One, two, whatcha gonna do?
I say yes, yes y'all,
right
And my name is the Biz Markie
And we gon' rock a little something like this
One, two, whatcha gonna do?
I say yes, yes y'all, to the beat, all
friends, loungin' with my mens, laughin' 'bout all the ends
that I spends, making snaps, pumping cool G Rap and Biz
Dapper Don, Dookie wrotes I'm about
to be great
I remember when I was on street corners in da hood by myself selling my tapes
Philly new York Atlanta
Look at me now with this music
I got
Your image is inaccurate, orange barrel plastic tip
Walk around your town with pounds but hesitate to pack a bit
Mr. bigger wallet better demonstrate
belong in your mouth though
Firm like you got the clout hoe
Heard you can't even run your own household
And if your life was an album, this would be
the music biz
your album, for one, has no promotion
Your elbows and kneecaps have no lotion
Your ashy, your music is trashy
Outkast, inside they class me
Out
Guevara with bling on, I'm complex
I never claimed to have wings on
Nigga, I get my "by any means" on whenever there's a drought
Get your umbrellas out
some culture vultures try to copy like Kinkos
I'm foolish with the stupid-flow, I'm fluent plus I'm handsome
Otis make the music the coldest hold'm for
afraid to die by my sword
I talk heavy
Cuz I walk heavy
With the Holy Spirit
This divine connection
Got me feeling fearless
I'm wise enough to know
Not
dilution
I'm ballin', I hit record, I'm gettin' courted by Lucian
The lord abuses the blacker culture with actors like Rapaport
They rap your chorus
and I's biz
Even though we're just some kids
We hope to have our names in your mouth
And when you're at our shows
Make sure you sing along
With our shouts
cause they know them Stakes got High
And them Stakes got High cause yo that's how it is man
I'll take the Markie up outta the Biz
Just to hang up place
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