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signing up for nothing if I do it’s in pencil.
I will erase you please keep my name out ya mouth.
I left the North many years ago I live in the South.
I

matter more the matador or the red fabric?
The mind at war with dollar reward and bless passion
Dilute by the lust of the loot
Your confused when them

how we live 
I'm back on my Back on my biz
Beach by the crib 

Look what we did 
Look what we did 
Get rich when your young that's how we live 
I'm back

you try to shush me
Music Money pussy, Music Money pussy
That is all I want, Miss me with your bullshit

I don't give a fuck about your shitty job
My

I got my high school diploma
Got what I need, Biz Markie, North Dakota
Can’t be in the office, but why would I even wanna
Never needed much, no truck,

sounds) a one, two

Rest in peace to Biz Markie, honor those that spark me
I spit verses like girls get purses
Some rappers get by and some get purchased
My

ucking it
I'm the only O and E
They look at me like O.M.G.
I'm not the one you want it with, I'm the one you want to be
£R music signed to biz
Fuck

and its beautiful

Sweet lies defeat lives
Sour Tears are cried, as the fucking years go by
Let the beat energize
In the streets we scream the songs to make

Ya'll ready for this? 

Get down with the style 
House on the ground
Freeze when I squeeze 
Drop to your knees
Who wants to play?
I'm in here

a friend i guess he Biz markie 
Gasoline spilled over ignited me with a sparking 
So 300 runnin shit like a spartan
Having visions of Dumbledore leaving me

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

just want to be friends, Biz Markie
What did she see, when she say she saw the king in me
I'm too damaged to be anybody side kick
And she to perfect

could put me on the hook yeah
I reinvested everything into the music shit
And you been holding me down I can't refute with it
And you been telling me that

Just Rhymin' with Biz

Big Daddy Kane

Long Live the Kane

1988

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

Just Rhymin' with Biz

Big Daddy Kane

Pass the Mic: The Posse Album

1996

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,

Thrive

Newsboys

Thrive

2002

The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?

Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor

Let us blow up spots, CD stores, and move merch
Soon a surge would see the Juice Crew burst
On the art scene, the gang was Biz Markie and Kane
G Rap

slid how we slid
I don't know about them but you gon' learn about Biz

Most niggas they be cappin' say they get it how they live
Say they got it out mud

peace
Your mind can be a beast with your soul at ease
Let the weed unleash your stress
Im a rare breed 
I Dare to believe
The needs of the few

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

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

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!"

Hollywood

Jay-Z

Kingdom Come

2006

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

it left and right
I was out here doin' this before the shit was gentrified
I'm talkin' 'bout the music biz; I'm true with it, I never lie
I keep it