In the Hands of the Gods

Bicka-bicka Biz, bicka- bicka Mark I'm the drunk dance rocker, but don't drink vodka Never sang a song called Frere Jacque Rap rhyme schooler, composition Ruler In seventh grade I had teacher named Mr. Dooler I'm very unique and you will agree-ah One in a million like Mohamed and Aliah A self-believer, an over-achiever Have more stunts than Coronel Seavers Ain't no other like be I Z, M A are K I with the E Hang at the Rucker Got a Hummer Trucker Wouldn't trade the busy boy, 'cause I'm no sucker I'll be bouncing like a ball, when I say, yes, y'all If you don't rock with me you won't rock at all So check me out, with out no doubt I'm guaranteed to rock and turn the party out We gonna do right, gonna do right Gonna do right, gonna do right We gonna do right, gonna do right Gonna do right, gonna do right I'm on like popcorn Like a Saturday night at the Audubon Listen to the Brother, ain't no other can mess with The man with the plan, with the most finesse I make you scream, and I'll make you dance I'm guaranteed to rock the mike, and put you all in a trance So listen to the Brother, ain't no other can stutter "Ah- whadda a-whadda ah-rock, rock" MC-Butter The man to do the up, a one-two Or 'ah hah hah hah hah' I rock with you So listen to me, 'cause I'm the original Be I Z M A are K I out with the E Baby I'm guaranteed to rock and turn the party out Baby I'm guaranteed to rock and turn the party out