Lyrics:
make it a thing
I'm more concerned with niggas thinkin' 'bout Christmas in August
Do anything to buy gifts for they daughters
Get some shake, a brick
love every part
A song, you're like a song
Happiness today is just a song away, just a song
I love your music, baby
I don't worry 'bout a thing
the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration
I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
There is
smoke the bag
My engineer leak some of my music
I'ma smoke his ass (HOLY MOLY)
What's up, Arab?
"Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew" what the K said
"Objection in
things I can't change
No there's some things I can't change
And only I know how much I've lost but some things don't remain
Cause there's some things I
Music must be a lady
The way it makes me love to me
Me, you, music, music,
I'm so amazed by your choice of melodies that you used on me
Lady
Markie
Well I'm the human ultra called Biz Markie
Making music orderly is my specialty
When I go, ah one two, girls get excited
When they hear my
to tell you the truth in the booth
But it's soundproof and silence the same
I'm doing this I've been influenced by music
I told you I wouldn't you asked me
cost a dime to feature me
Am not a preacher but for the music
I might become a teacher to teach you a thing or two
In order to understand my lyrics you
a dime to feature me
Am not a preacher but for the music
I might become a teacher to teach you a thing or two
In order to understand my lyrics you gotta be
the devil.
It was wintertime in Nashville
Down on Music City Row
And I was looking for a place
And to get myself out of the cold
To warm the frozen
love every part
A song, you're like a song
Happiness today is just a song away, just a song
I love your music, baby
I don't worry 'bout a thing
Now their voices have been scattered by the swirling winds of time
And the truth remains that no one wants to know
Well the old man was a stranger
And I'd like to dedicate this to John and June, who helped show me how to beat the devil.
It was winter time in Nashville, down on music city row.
The birds, fish and the things that creep
Mankind, God's biggest feat
I'm falling down the well and drinking at Bethel
I long to be like the Song of Songs
I
things remain
(A look around you'll probably notice some things)
You'll start to notice (some things)
The older you get
Of these emotions I'm sick
They
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Banana, pajama, I steer clear of marijuana
I used to play piano and then I started to sing
But fuck an opera class, that just wasn't my thing
Wear my $5 Tan
Scheamin' on the meaning of a jazz thing
And this music ain't dead, so don't be misled
By those who said that jazz was on it's deathbed
'Cause when Betty
my life, a lot, and things could have been so much worse for me. I did have the generosity of people that try to keep me safe. There's a story my
the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at
Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's
the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration
I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
name I cannot remember
Using Opiates overly, openly fuckin'
Up my image, yeah
One thing you need to know about me is
All I ever wanted was love
start to cry
It seems like you've been deceived
Every single thing I do
Every action, task, I lose
Yet I remain an optimist (fatalistic)
The world will
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