Lyrics:
(Yeah)
(Square biz, indeeed, I got my roll on)
(Yeah)
(All these trappers get their beats from Chapters)
Square biz indeed I got my roll on
Track
The latter never is
Better hit me my on phone
If you wanna handle biz
Handle biz
Said it be mainey
Like a baby off an opi
Everybody live by a choice
Like they
Lost in your cross hairs
Kept a part of me
In your harmony
Oh such a star to see
Such a oddity
On this oddysee
Lotta thoughts to bleed
Niggas bugging out, asking when we coming out
Samps is running out, need new shit to talk about
How you doing (where you been) in the biz
Sitting
know, you know)
(You know, you know, you know)
Nick Cannon
(Biz Markie)
Get down for a minute and get all up in my mix
Let me tell you how I been
hymic maneuver
I breathe life in the fire
When my designs are tight like pliers
Born in a pillow of barbed wire
Taught by Ebenezer Scrooge in my mom's
Biz Markie
Hoes catching the vapors
I tip my cap
Then sip my makers
I too sick with this
Buddy I'm contagious
Infamous
Lil buddy I'm outrageous
Balling
Rock?"
None of your biz, fuck around and run in your crib
Wife like, "He ain't here," throw some to your wiz
Niggas running up on me 'til the tre' pound
the residual self image reflection
Of this version
Of the goat bitch
Direct link to a king
But they miss marked me
Off sync beatbox that biz markie
Asgard big
the back
Baby let me beat
Biz Markie, yeah baby let me beat
Yeah oui, oui, uh
Baby on my meat, uh
I just learned some French today
Call it c'est la vie, uh
Like stardust trapped in a blackhole
Even if I were light itself
Travelling by myself
Tryna find my inner self
Pushing dust off a bookshelf
(Just Playn')
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
My uncle ernie had a *wongleberry*
It used to live along the side of his nose
On the whole it made a very good show
Y'know, i like being in
[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
a friend
Biz Markie
I said bet capeesh
Chik chik
Bullet
Chik chik
Bullet
Chik chik
Bullet
That's not how you do it
Bullet bullet bullet
bullet bullet
That's
Then the systems would stop and quit
But the system's a fallacy
Reality's duality, My theory of opposites
Biz Markie clowned around
Was really in charge
find your loving or you'll leave me for Drake it's like that and that's the way that it is you've got what I need so I gave her the biz markie spark
a friend in the beginning, now I beat the box, feel like I’m Biz Markie
I’m up on lists, marquees
Fuck a time machine, I’m traveling through space and time
dope hits in the mix
Rippin shows with Kane and Biz Markie
Fuckin up Roxanne and takin out Sparky
Niggas came in flocks from blocks and blocks
To watch
the man is
In my civic or in this show biz
I drill the fool, kill the fool
Come on what you say?
I think I can take care of all you muthafuckas don't
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
and it's hold up now
Let me finish
Think about it baby me and you we still kids ourself
How we gon' raise a kid by ourself?
Handle biz by ourself
quien podrá
Me siento cada vez más viejo escuchando basura.
En esos momentos me pongo 2 tracks de Jay Dilla.
Rest In Peace Biz Markie , Black Rob Mac
Ooo handle biz right
Make sure that you make it through the late night
Do it again next time bring you and your friend
Yeah the one that go in but
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