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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

markie
They stumbling tryna stand on the biz I keep
Even hertz ain't got a lot that look like my fleet
They send shots I trey back like airplane seats
They

a wizard, this ain't 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

That I get down to Snoop Dogg and Tha Dogg Pound
Chief Rocka by the Lords of the Underground
Who's wakin' and makin' that freaky noise?
Geto Boys, Lost

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

or thirty-three I got a choice with the Glock
Keep hearing kill 'em in my head I wish these voices a stop
They call me Big Boss Swaggy
I'm still that boy from

and the Masterdon
Cosmic Force, Bammbaataa, Jazzy 5
Lovebug Starski, Junebug, Busy Bee
Run, D, Jay, LL, Kane, Biz Markie
Doug E., Will, Barry B., Spoonie, Schooly D.

on the digital like cigar data I'm original making paper tell em haters see you later and catch the vapors.  Like Biz Markie when I spot the Marley give thanks

punched in the face
The Biz Markie taught me how to rock a show
As long as you know

I came to have fun and, not be number one and
Just here to let you

reach
Alienated me now she scream my alias
This that energy for bitches that had us Biz Markie'd 
You just got caught in my blast radius
Aleve us,

to the party late
Hardly starving, but want a piece of shawty cake
I'm trynna b-b-beat box like Biz Markie, Hey
But first I'ma liquor no Bacardi taste
Ha
Mm mm

the one to fuck with
Talk tough getcha head split fuck a beef
Bitch boy
Call yo momma then, Suck her teat
Cocksuckin, Bloodsuckers, Stupid fucking leech
I

We got narcotics in this bitch
We brought some pillys in the party Word
Cause these hoes getting gnarly, this bitch beating like biz markie
I been

Real Hip Hop

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

his murder case
I used to jam Run D.M.C
Monie Love, MC Lyte, and Biz Markie

When LL was bad with that gold rope phone
Back when niggas used beepers,

Lord's Party

Kid Capri

The Tape

[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

'Cause in my line of work, my line of work
Real trust hard to come by
But right now, I need you to come shake something
Come through, don't forget to put

not me
Been about biz like Mr.Markie
Imma ball till fall, Guess i’m is Vince Carter
Netflix on til I did get caught up
Making these bonds with my

was Johnny
Always high off his ass so I asked
Hey bud, do you wanna spark me?
The feds was all up in my biz thought I was Markie
Funny enough I'm still

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

Boom Music

Quasimoto

The Unseen

2000

Ultramagnetic MC's
Gang Starr doing a show for free and you can smoke sensi
Lord Finesse teaching rhyme telepathy
Biz Markie did a couple for the P is still

be
Dreamin of working with D R E
Got a girl on my lap Ima keep it Markie
Like Biz, cause shes just a friend
But I watch that ass bounce cause she's

pray to me
Imma really have to master my Inner G

Smoking my herb, getting lost in the starred skies
The depths of this shit, caught a G by surprise
We

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

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