Lyrics:
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
an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in
an leavin 'em, open an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known
Biz Markie
Hoes catching the vapors
I tip my cap
Then sip my makers
I too sick with this
Buddy I'm contagious
Infamous
Lil buddy I'm outrageous
Balling
an leavin 'em, open an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known
an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in
on the chopping block
Give this bitch the biz, Markie, I beat box a lot
She just want a confidant, her man want a problem? Stop
His days'll be numbered like
schools
Dyin to get busy, because I knew I had the tools
Then I got the heart and went by the set
I said, "Yo, I wanna rock the set" "Yeah no sweat"
Kickin
an
Outfit in front of the township
Sound check, allowed inside of the mix
To show em all why I'm this make
The music with your mouth biz
I show trust, it
all you gotta do is practice.
Catch The Vapors-Salute Biz Markie-This Is The Season.
Please Close My Door Behind You I See No Reason.
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
have it keep it, and make use of it
This is a lesson from the S-K Biz
'Cause nobody else is gonna tell you like it is
Everyone thought that rap was
Steve Harvey
Fuck you mean you don't like my rap music
Beat da beat up like Biz Markie
In Harlem like Marcus Garvey
Roman noodles when I'm starvin
Push
and
Dance all night till your knee caps break
You can do the Biz Markie, then the Heavy D Shake
If you like to boogie from sun to the moon
Well, cut the rug
keep a eye open when you sleep
Four make sure your spot workers do they're chores (trash)
Five always keep a glock by yo' side
Six real n****s stick
Or say that
I'm sorry
For any kind of talk that was hurtful
I feel like Biz Markie
Cause you got what I need
Something you hate to see
But now I'm on my
(Speak the peace
Then slide like grease) --> Dida
(Rock to the beat, get wreck on the regular) --> Grap Lover
(That's right) --> Biz Markie
Work work work work work
No, I don't give a shit shit shit shit shit
No, I just mind my biz biz biz business
Don't wanna be your bitch, me wanna be
can’t be no Andre Drummond
Yea I know I’m just a friend but why would you cry to me
Yea you say I’m just a friend But I ain’t no biz no markie
And you
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
shit]
Before Sweet T was Suga, before ??? Jack Soopafly snooka
Back when Biz Markie was busy pickin boogers
Super Lover Cee, L-why-t-e, Chill Rob G
deserve a degree
Gas open up my gates Rock Lee
Dumb bitch you ain’t smokin for free
Fat plug look like Biz Markie
Don Shirley nigga i got the keys
Roll
bottles of drank and we strapped like a car seat
Bitch I'm bout biz beat the pack like I'm Markie
Beat the pack like zaytoven
My trap always open
My pack
But soon holding that penthouse key
Aye
You say we friends mind ya biz markie
I got plans for me and the squad
More than a dream
Risking everything i
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