Lyrics:
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
playa playa playa I should put a book out
(Ooowww) Cause they all caught the vapors
I feel like Biz Markie on the yacht with some haters
(Well what you
school too i got all your YMCMB albums Biz Markie Kool-Moe-Dee Kool-G-Rap Force MD's
She says she's not old school like that
She's old school like she
at the disco
Buff was actin' wild off a bottle of Cisco
Cory and Joe were in the back profilin'
Me and cool Rock were cold stylin'
Girls in abundance, all
everyday
But still we don't kiss
Its all biz sorta like Markie
And no breakfast
Just a cheap coffee
So I'm gone
But I'll be back someday
A week
sin disappear like he's Whodini
In this biz I put his name on the Markie
That's why I'm calling out these names when I emcee
(DIRTY SOUTH)
Check it now
[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
premature as Biz Markie
Can't expect you to like me more than you love rap beefin'
You respect white people more than you love black people
Shit, I let you
of the steel
Assemble!
More hip-hop greats, youknowhatI'msayin?
Big Daddy Kane, KRS-One, cool G. Rap, Super Lover Cee
Biz Markie, Heavy D, Lady Kazaam, Special
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
wit a team
Rip to Ason he the king of his style
Biz Markie lay your down see we not fucking around
Don't try to come for this crown
See I'm the king
safety on like Ed Reed
Biz Markie, my pharmacy, would have whatever you need
Gave that life up, now on a good path and I'm doing good deeds
Seen my homies
Bitch I'm Biz Markie
Friendly as ever and high as can be
The money gone jump in my dreams like it's sheep
mhmm mhm
Can't fuck with the talk cuz I swear
and Jay-z
Rakim and eric B
Slim shady
Biz markie
And weezy
Make this shit look easy
Still not a clone, im gonna be known
As a goat, one who’ll uphold the soul
a baller
By osmosis
Pops was a hustler
Mom was a gangster
So you know I got it
Now peep the glow up like Marty-mar
Keep the glow up like Marty-mar
Cold
yourself
I'll slash ya grill, don't start me
You'll be the only entertainer with less groupies than Biz Markie
I'm never dull, Chino the pretty thug,
yourself
(Verse 1)
I'll slash ya grill, don't start me
You'll be the only entertainer with less groupies than Biz Markie
I'm never dull, Chino
that'll make ya turn it up
And I was in the cut, chillin' in my drop-top Benz
with friends, loungin' with my mens, laughin 'bout all the ends
that I
got sick
She was strong the whole time and I just wanted to flip
I tried to feed her ice chips and rub water on her lips
Her little hands turned cold
was terror, he warmed it up
Parrish and Erick cat lyrics that'll make ya turn it up
And I was in the cut, chillin' in my drop-top Benz
with
gettin' that degree at Stanford or Harvard
Threatened by my work ethic, the way I speak, yo
Should I be mentally weak, verse being Malik
Yo, should I be
with know-how, you know what I'm sayin'?
I got know-how...and I'm chillin', never illin'
In my mouth I got two fillin's...whatever!
I'm on the mic, cold
I'm Jon Norris with MTV news this hour on music biz
racism and online hate speech - but first, albums have been stickered and banned
and in the past
with know-how, you know what I'm sayin'?
I got know-how...and I'm chillin', never illin'
In my mouth I got two fillin's...whatever!
I'm on the mic, cold
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