Lyrics:
the personal computer information on rap
Like the B-I-Z Markie says, I'll make your toes tap
I format the rhymes, step by step
Make em sound def to maintain
the personal computer information on rap
Like the B-I-Z Markie says, I'll make your toes tap
I format the rhymes, step by step
Make em sound def to maintain
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
1984
When I met the biz markie out in front of the store
He used to tell me all the time, "yo your lyrics is hype
We got to get together and make
to Biz Markie
Yea
You don't need onlyfans be my private dancer
If we toxic together shit will spread like cancer
You put your guard up a lot you know I got
yourself
(Verse 1)
I'll slash ya grill, don't start me
You'll be the only entertainer with less groupies than Biz Markie
I'm never dull, Chino
yourself
I'll slash ya grill, don't start me
You'll be the only entertainer with less groupies than Biz Markie
I'm never dull, Chino the pretty thug,
I'm contracted
A killer on a powder high, Game 7, Lebron clapping, I'll have your
Spinal column out of your body right by you
And your bodyguard
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
the concrete
Step by step ain't needed from the girl
Sit upon my palm I could turn you to Palm Beach, on me
Thought she was too good 'til she stood in arm's
and shine
Day dreaming bout creampies
Walk into the bank now
Somehow credit score so high
Usually block my entrance
Now they just let me blow by
My aunts say
is
Snoop Dogg is on the mic, I'm 'bout as crazy as Biz
Markie, spark the chronic bud real quick
And let me get into some fly gangsta shit
Yeah, I
is
Snoop Dogg is on the mic, I'm 'bout as crazy as Biz
Markie, spark the chronic bud real quick
And let me get into some fly gangsta shit
Yeah, I
You be yellin' boom-boom when you really pum-pum
See, my flow hotter than noon in June, June (kyuh)
If Biggie was alive, he'd sign me
I'm the New
Master Jay, Scott La Rock
Biz Markie, we miss you
You sang, we didn't diss you
Sending flowers to Jalil
Whodine, a tough crew
Peace to Heavy D
And NWA
advice (Right)
Chevy lights, women you like
Husslin' nights (Ad lib)
Rollin' dice, gangsta rights
Hood advice (Let's go)
I'm back at it again
My city back
alright, to the S-K Biz Markie
But then she got on drugs
Started wearin' extensions and rugs
And let me tell you what say happened to Marie
Because
of control) {"Ohh!"}
I'm programmed for winnin, Sean John to denim
Fly guy got shoes with fish in water swimmin
You pointed me out, bad guy with the mouth
I'm
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
a war with stars, I make niggas into ewoks
I'm a rap god but still
Human like the beatbox
Like (beatbox sounds) a one, two
Rest in peace to Biz Markie
don't think I got it on me but the Yop close
But damn that's the way we live
I feel like Biz Markie to them hoes I gotta tell them that they just a friend
Let me get deal on the spot, mark it.
Comin up on the block, nark it.
Gotcha car in my spot, park it.
Beatbox like Biz, Markie.
Bout to go high
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
me do my thing, let me do my thing
If you rep NJ
Pump pump pump it up
Know it was hard to wait
But somebody from the garden state is running it
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