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to say) *Biz Markie sample* "Like they used to say"

[Common]
I walk through triple darkness wit a childproof lighter
All your homeboys'll bite us, so

was Johnny
Always high off his ass so I asked
Hey bud, do you wanna spark me?
The feds was all up in my biz thought I was Markie
Funny enough I'm still

But she's just a friend like Biz Markie

Now make that a lesson, stack my plate the first time So it's no need to go back for a second
I'm talkin'

Lord's Party

Kid Capri

The Tape

[biz markie]
But bust this though everybody
Yo, we havin a party, a lord's party
A party for the lords, the lords with the party thing
All

school too i got all your YMCMB albums Biz Markie Kool-Moe-Dee Kool-G-Rap Force MD's
She says she's not old school like that
She's old school like she

bitin' my shit, mouth wide all teeth
I'm sleep like Z, Z-Z-Z-Z
These bitches could never thread count these sheets
But I'ma still get the bag now, never

Stuffin' my pockets they fatter than Cartman
Use to sleep on the floor and we ain't have no carpet
Don't do no drive bys we gone pull up and park it
My

premature as Biz Markie
Can't expect you to like me more than you love rap beefin'
You respect white people more than you love black people
Shit, I let you

friends nigga
I ain't biz Markie
Was raised up with some goodfellas
Call em jimmy and Pauly
You know put the game in the body bag
And then they send it up

on the track
Bumpin' Two Dope Boyz In a Cadillac
What's the DJ gonna be spinnin' at the party?
Eric B & Rakim and Biz Markie

Old school
Yeah that joint right

a friend i guess he Biz markie 
Gasoline spilled over ignited me with a sparking 
So 300 runnin shit like a spartan
Having visions of Dumbledore leaving me

move the whip like SRT
Don't ask me if she mine, she's just a friend like Biz Markie
I fucked around and hit her once, I told that bitch to go
She tryna

like SRT
Don't ask me if she mine, she's just a friend like Biz Markie
I fucked around and hit her once I told that bitch to go
She tryna spend

what I need and you just a friend baby no Biz Markie
You don't really wanna start with me
Mess around and break your heart with me
I been tryna find

know that I’m nasty

Tatzstar don’t give 2 fucks
I have and never will
I’ve got mad skill when I step 2 the mic I handle my biz Like Markie
I’m in

bitches flock
Like a quarter goin in her slot
Yeah she love me cause I know all the spots
I'm not Biz Markie but I'll beat the box
Got it on lock
What are

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

wit a team
Rip to Ason he the king of his style
Biz Markie lay your down see we not fucking around
Don't try to come for this crown
See I'm the king

deserve a degree
Gas open up my gates Rock Lee
Dumb bitch you ain’t smokin for free
Fat plug look like Biz Markie
Don Shirley nigga i got the keys
Roll

I got my high school diploma
Got what I need, Biz Markie, North Dakota
Can’t be in the office, but why would I even wanna
Never needed much, no truck,

safety on like Ed Reed
Biz Markie, my pharmacy, would have whatever you need
Gave that life up, now on a good path and I'm doing good deeds
Seen my homies

But soon holding that penthouse key
Aye
You say we friends mind ya biz markie
I got plans for me and the squad
More than a dream
Risking everything i

it’s gon get better
I will never say it was a waste of time
Everything I went through is a lesson learn
And here’s goes a little quote I live by:
Fool me

sounds) a one, two

Rest in peace to Biz Markie, honor those that spark me
I spit verses like girls get purses
Some rappers get by and some get purchased
My