Lyrics:
Master Jay, Scott La Rock
Biz Markie, we miss you
You sang, we didn't diss you
Sending flowers to Jalil
Whodine, a tough crew
Peace to Heavy D
And NWA
a hell of a life how to make them all get
Bring it back right round let the good times roll feelin' good right now
But I remember Biz Markie 1989 maybe 90,
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
up for the kids eating good, getting lit
Living life, feeling rich, oh, I, oh, I, yeah, this is the life
We the best in the biz, breaking off,
told ya. Soldier man your post
Better cover your coast and lock all entries
If one of my sounds is off in your town
Then it's going down by the means
(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 colonizer straight in their eyes
Wakanda forever
I'm both T'challa and Monger
Both a monarch and monster
Both a Farrakhan and their King with a dream
Niggas
at your Reasonable Doubt
But I assure you rookies we control the crowd
We don't care about the lack of faith you have in the path we pave
You a pussy why
at your Reasonable Doubt
But I assure you rookies we control the crowd
We don't care about the lack of faith you have in the path we pave
You a pussy why
and biz I love that dough
Yeah, I love a lot of things, but I do not love no hoe
Man, I really love the commas, all the bread, I need some more
Man, you
They talk about me
They talk about me
Just cause the boy lit
They talk about me
Hey talk about me
V i handle my biz
Hey talk about
I'm weak
V i'm
Learned to put God first
Demons move better
When you upgrade yourself
Well I'm a steel solid solider
In the army of the lord
Living by the pen
But not
tell Biz Markie I'm goin' off
Radio playing that bullshit
So I resurrect Guru then give him a full clip
Give him another one then another one
Jersey
and double slugs
make your blood boil and bubble like jacuzzis
Nigga I did Biz like Cool V
Get it, Biz and Cool V
The dude who used to spin for Markie
God
You know
I always told you people i preach love
Breiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Yeaaaaaah
Legacy legacy
Onit
All set
If your biz no dey
heard, go and spread the word
If you been shot by us, then that's what ya deserve
We stay ghetto, not suburb, dress superb
Keep birds in the cage wit
Ben on va voir quoi,
Tu sais, c'est le retour à 1
Case Départ
Tu penses qu'ils vont comprendre?
Ok!
1 2 3, on y va, on y va
4 5 6, bébé on a du biz
20, I'm from the south
Be a part
Break my heart
Get ready for this
Mind your own biz
People in the front
Show me what you want
And I
a fat log,
Nasty and Nice in the studio all day long
Rollin wit Gino and Jon, that's 4 deep strong
You'll remember the name by the end of the song
Nasty
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
them wings on ya
Domino gotta keep the bling on ya
No tissue but when I think of your name
Im blazing up inhaling for you
As I meditate whats the biz
on my Back on my biz
Beach by the crib
Look what we did look what we did
I'm highly favored was born great
With Monk and Reddick back in 06
Yea every
whoa whoa (yeah) (Ow!)
Ay yo, I hop out the car
Women gather 'round like "Oh my God, he's in my iPod"
Peace to the god, sayonara bitches
There's no
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
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