Lyrics:
through the door, what do you see?
[Tek]
The Representatives for the BCC
Aiyyo, aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo
Um yeah, yo let's do this, stop that
Oh oh (oh oh)
in deep trouble. The rule to this day is my car, my radio. This was all year long, except during Christmas. Luckily there was never an argument about
than death
And I'm known for getting money, not known for wildin'
But I'm real I could rock both phones in the island
This is how we even the bets
I
free.
The terrible inequalities of the peoples of this earth
Make freedom at best a dream, at worst an insulting privilege.
What space is there for
Can you feel it, nothing can save ya
For this is the season of catching the vapors
And since I got time, what I'm gonna do
Is tell you how this
exposed you
Now that's how you say less
This whole music business is about putting yourselves in a position
To be paid by others
And how much you get paid
of employment
Which is annoying cause it's so boring
Your co-workers are talking too loud for you to ignore them
It affects your occupational performance
moment
I knew Justin would be headin'
For platforms bigger than that stage
I knew he would stand tall in this world"
Started out in Nasty Crew
Just
rocking
This is for the radio Mr. D.J
Me and the heavy rotation all damn day
Mechanical boys is what the way to make a living
Looking for love so turn it
shysty for real
They smile in your face, then move by your back like a weasel
E Dub is a dog, beagle
I think when I die Imma come back to life in the form
for a minute
JK: And I got beat up a lot in high school
So I didn't wanna go back to high school
JK: And this is something that
To be honest with
something
Through my pain
We connected
I ain't never gonna disconnect
This is Markie
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Yeah
Yeah
Oh
Spazzed out in a motherfucking booth
Ha
Swear I was born for this
So motivated I’m driven by the thought of it
My visions towards the win
The finish line doesn’t exist til I’m crossing it
is
If you wanna get by, then mind your biz
If you wanna start something, know one thing: I'm king
You can't break me
Never take me
That's just
a dub
Maybe this is love
Baby you the one, my type
Will you slide with me?
I'm steady winning
I'm counting my green and I wait for the time that is right
something
The world is gone crazy
The absence of hope
Kind of missed joke
I do not fall alone
Think i'll be the skinkle for the whole damn machine
Ils nous
Party by word of mouth from the days of Valley view
Take a drink like Big Frank or post up like Po Ray's
I'm so faded on this primo for real though
My
cin't looking for a misses but it is what it is if shawty coming through wit the business
I just wanna have my way this year I don't even wanna pair
This is just some high shit
Roll a blunt and light it
And my bitch is riding
Like cyclists, and I been
Cooking up some shit
Call me Fresh, Gordon
known for getting money, not known for wildin
But I'm real I could rock both phones in the island
This is how we even the bets
I kill everything you
on this one
Can we just have a conversation without all of your friends in our B I Z,
No Biz Markie-
None of that, oh baby you got just what I need, look
weatherman in the biz, I'm storm watch
Triclops Media, record, tape and TV, Net radio, CD or DVD
Iriscience (write rhymes on paper time)
This is why Baboo
never know where we goin
Fast forward and them years go by
Been there and in here it looks dry
Learned something this is not a test finessed our way in
sell out)
Your cochlear teaser
(Pushing you for trifling and ultimately stifling creatives)
Something that won't make you think
(Is what this whole biz
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