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
And we heard you got your vacation on there
And so we wanted to invite you over to, like
Chill with us
With, like, fly girls and everything?
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
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
They ain't gon' make a house coast
Lost a lotta legends but, legends never die
They live forever through their music
And the pressure they applied
They
episode, I'll let you know for free
The joint is It's Tricky by Run-DMC
If you a hater, stop runnin' your mouth
LL Cool J's mama said knock you out, peace
You know
I always told you people i preach love
Breiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Yeaaaaaah
Legacy legacy
Onit
All set
If your biz no dey
is, you make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz' and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
You can't do nothin' but love Fresh, ha?
You want
is, you make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz' and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
You can't do nothin' but love Fresh, ha?
You want
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
ever ask
You know I can do it
Just forget about the past
You know that I’m here by your side
You know with me things will be alright
Just thought of this
a star
You can make it in the biz
Drive a foreign car with a payment on the wrist
But If you ain't got bars homie you ain't got shit
Cause you are who are
reason i do this
I make songs so you feel what i feel and relate
One thing that I've learnt in this music biz
Dont ever let a man dictate what you say
Let
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
gettin' riches, they can suck my D
11:11, go make your wishes, me and Swae top three
And we not three
Bitch said I'm livin' like a wizard, this ain't
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
Fed up with rap music
But then I think of my daughter and I get back to it
Don't wanna flip weight really I'm tryna stack units
Look at the wall in
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
the soul
And we gonna do it a little somethin'
With three subjects like this
Subject one is about a brother by the name of John
Who was sellin'
the music
Biz only without the female groupies
As soon as I sat down in the captain's
Office, his exact first words to me were
"Don't fuck with my
Staff!"
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
[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
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