Lyrics:
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
screens but it's still out of focus
Sure we know it's just show biz, but it still seems to surprise us
When they hook us by the mouth and pull us up
Went home with no dough
Sportin' All Star walking to the beat
Of the Funky Four + 1
And the awesome Treacherous Three
Bump it in your Walkman
The music
a Prada T
You can’t kick it, your pockets thinner than soccer teams
People fuckin’ with me, they ain’t fuckin with you
Lyrically sup hmm being generous too
I see ya movin' baby yeah
And you're lookin' good, said you're lookin' fine
Everything's gonna be alright, yeah
Let the music take control of your
with a billion
Hold up for a minute
Twisted
You keep secrets
About the business
Power like the Vatican
Big Los all you want
Made by the best
King
and huggin
Soon as I said - wanna make music like sebastian bach?
I'm not leavin my friend with a guy but it's another road block
[biz sings]
American woman!
a peach, call me by your name, Timothy
The best in the 'biz
You know who it is
Making albums in twelve hours
We're what limitless is
We got tunes, on tap
Before I start this battle and
Get in your biz
Gotta thank you for your music
That helped make my kids
Before I gas you up and
Make your head any
Kyrie
W.E.B. mentality
I'm the Biz goin' off, Diana, I'm the boss
Or you could say Ross, I'm Pirelli's with the gloss
I'm the underground Harriet,
This one hyah is a must
Let top selector crush y'all with skill
'Cause ya know it's so skillful
long time for reggae music no hip hop music
[Kadi]
Aiyyo, check this out, right here is Kadi
The man with the yellow hat and uhh
This track right here is by the motherfuckin Beatnuts aight?
mouth was wide open
Your head was tilted back that you was almost chokin
But I just lounge, and cool with the fellas
Like my roomie D-Wade, Top Notch,
Jazz]
Lord Jazz the name, so watch me scratch it in your brain
It's simple, so watch me ride these tracks like a train
I freak it with the cut, now I
spreaded throughout my crew
Well, you all know TJ Swan who sang on my records
"Make the Music", "Nobody Beats the Biz", well, check it
Back in the days
nothin... you're bluffin
But I'm callin your bluff to see if you're really tough
Show me your stuff... enough!
Shut up, close your mouth, put away your tap
I trust that everyone is enjoying the music
As the title of the album suggests
This was meant for your listening pleasure
While you are being done
come to my pad and fuck with me music
Fuckin with me music, fuckin' with me lose your life
I would like to prove it but that's why I got gooned-ed
Guevara with bling on, I'm complex
I never claimed to have wings on
Nigga, I get my "by any means" on whenever there's a drought
Get your umbrellas out
rules
We keep it nice and smooth Rakim like Eric be
And run â??Dâ?? emcees to show our biz like AG
See I'm down with two live crews full of fat boys
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
we pay the high fee
Holy shit, lock B's with the homie YG (woo)
I'm on the radar of every A-star
In this music biz when they view this kid, they see
eating shrimps, locing with some real pimps (yeah).
So peep game, best believe I love my peeps
that's why I make the type of music you can pump in your
Bitches wanna see me and my rindstone drawers
Call in sick at work, then they take off
For me, spread 'em out for Starky
My mouth may drizzle like BizMarkie
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