Lyrics:
Harry
With a rap that's big and fat that Mariah couldn't Carey
So don't come to me with that same ol' same ol'
'Cause I'll knock your butt somewhere
ever stop shakin they butts
So I came out with "make the music with your mouth biz"
An introduction to me, and told it like it is
Some said it was
_Got it Made_ like Special Ed
Got more _Vapors_ than BizMarkie ever had
After _Dead Presidents_ like Eric B.
_Hypnotize_ the rap industry like
James
To hell with the bitches and the so-called fame (uh-huh)
Strictly biz to hard (kid yeah) as I climb charts
Bustin ass daily as I compose like
make my mouth closed like it's clothing (what?)
This what it is though, but this is show biz, so things
Ain't never really truly over 'til Lizzo sings
spends, making snaps, pumping Kool G Rap and Biz
Dapper Don, Dookie wrotes I'm about to show what time it is
At the rooftop, I was with Doug E.Fresh
don't know with
I just stay smoking cuz I'm out the house
Out my mouth, out my drift
Keep my problems to myself
So mind ya fucking business dawg
Justice
the voice in yo head that
Never had fed your nonsense?
I know your getting famous and
Rather lifestyle is changing
But tell the truth
The music biz isn't what
(Poom Poom)
Poom Poom, yeah (Poom Poom)
Hey lil' shorty, what yo name is?
Catchin' all this wreck in the music biz
How'd you get that body my
cause they know them Stakes got High
And them Stakes got High cause yo that's how it is man
I'll take the Markie up outta the Biz
Just to hang up place
or a car that's there
A little different noise for your listenin' pleasure
A sample from a record that's a four bar measure
Adults think this music is
of dawn
I'm the Biz Mark, and I'm a sure shot
All of a sudden, you you you you..
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got a wife by the name
squinted, it's goin' flash any minute
The music biz is like musical chairs
It's about where you standin' when the music stop spinnin'
Oh, it's the lights
friends, loungin' with my mens, laughin' 'bout all the ends
that I spends, making snaps, pumping cool G Rap and Biz
Dapper Don, Dookie wrotes I'm about
out the frying pan, into the fire
I be the music biz number one supplier
Flyer than a piece of paper bearin my name
Got the hottest chick in the
Game
Look, didn't I settle down with
One and get faithful?
When I had options, your boy had a plate full
Didn't I go on TV and wear Grateful
Instead
fall)
I'm at the gun range learning how the bullets bust (bust)
Hate got us by the balls, squeeze these
Gotta pay your dues, love
April in the summer
like a t-rex, at Jurassic Park
Making music with my mouth like biz mark
Rougher than Tim's at galheart, check my street smarts
Plus credentials,
down with the dogs you gon' get up with the fleas, huh
Got more lines than a prison wall's tally markings
She said "he just a friend," like Biz Markie
So
a player
This rap shit is a layup in my former biz
Motherfuckers would spray ya
In the music biz
Motherfuckers just say stuff
Spit on you and spray yeah
the wires,
And then he'll be layin', right by the preacher and the choir,
Catch um before I do, T.I. go and handle your biz,
When you see me holler at me
out for Starky
My mouth may drizzle like BizMarkie
I get it in like any car key
My stroke is on, I'm never rusty
Uh-uh, but if you wanna play, this
the bando
On Third and James by the fountain where they panhandle
Runnin' from the cops, pullin' scandals, those were my heroes
Pick up the mic, put your
a girl, but I hit like a guy
Me and Missy ballin' up the avenue
Funky fresh dressed to impress, we mackin' dudes
Music biz only reason I ain't jackin'
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