[Chorus: Lil' Kal + possibly others]. It's my country, you can say what you, wanna say about me. But at the end of the day I'll be countin my mo-ney. It's like a dream - yeah, it's like a dream - yeah.
Biz Markie and Elephant Man, we sensei. Bump fair ladies like Sean Paul, okay, come on. . Ladies and gentlemen, how do you do. (A do). It's been a long time but without further adieu.
Ahhh-yew-whayaeuwwww. Now it-it-it-it-it-it sound funky. Yo doc, i'ma count it on three. One, two, three. . Well I'm not a qualuudes or a halucinogen.
Once about a time there was a kid. Who didn't have a bicycle or a car that skid. Only thing he had was pat and turner. He didn't know the future but the lesson to learn-ah.
Making money like Opra, gucci bag on my shoulders, last night we got turned up now im past out on my sofa, freshman class we do it big, yall niggas just do it small, fake niggas i see through you can keep hatting im through with yall, tatted all on my left arm, ink over my right brow, thumbs up to my future life lets pop a bottle for right now, used to being a broke nigga, now my moneys alright now, making music, nice sound, hatting niggas, pipe down, niggas say I dont live right just because I dont smoke weed, ignoring all of these fake niggas I dont let them niggas pervoke me, disrespect my home boys its going down, titanic, freshman class we multiplying thats the defenition of gigantic, if I wanted to I could get your girlfriend to drop her panties, for me shell do it over the web cam,real fast, 4G ,all about my money dog I hope youre all about yours too go broke I wont do because right now I cant afford to, niggas keep on hatting but trust me Im never stressin cause I came up from the bottom I know that its all blessing, they keep droppin my name I just teach these hatters a lesson, all I do is chase my dreams and keep focusing on finessing. (Bow).
Have you ever met a girl that you tried to date. But a year to make love she wanted you to wait. Let me tell ya a story of my situation. I was talkin' to this girl from the U.S. nation.
My name is Biz Markie, I rock for Queens, Astoria. My new album is called, Weekend Warrior. But every time that I always hit a note. Just like DJ Kool, eh ah, Let Me Clear My Throat.
My name is Biz Markie, I rock for Queens, Astoria. My new album is called, Weekend Warrior. But every time that I always hit a note. Just like DJ Kool, eh ah, Let Me Clear My Throat.
It's me the diabolical, biz mark symbolical. I shakes from scripts of hits I made a while ago. Now I'm on the run again starting other capers. And people couldn't catch me even if I was "the vapors".
[cool v]. Yo biz, let's send this out to the propmaster kool dj red alert. Bring the beat in, todd. Yeah, this is how we're doing it for the '93, we're on the smooth tip.
Hey hey hey, know what I heard?. Beauty's only skin deep, ugly is to the bone. . Back in the days, I'm not gonna lie. They used to say I'm ugly, a hurting guy.
This is for those who didn't believe. That me, myself they said I couldn't achieve. My goal or even get to my destiny. To be the s-k-b-i-z. It was a rough road, for me to pursue a.
G-goobely-goo. Ah-h-h-hm. . Ah yeah. Now check it out. . I would walk into the bathroom to take a crap. I sit down, and then I write me a toilet stool rap.
One two, one two. You're listenin to the grand groovin sounds. Of the diabolical energetical B-I-Z. Emmezah-A-Rrrah-K. And this goes out to my DJ. The cutmaster that no one cuts faster than.
[ verse 1 ]. Now this is a difficult subject. About something that's crazy - oh, what the heck. They know they have something that people don't like. And they still continue to disrespect.
[Verse One]. Now that Biz Mark's inside the joint. Guaranteed to rock and always prove a point. Doin what I do cause it gotta be done. About the Prince of Boogie and the Master of Fun.
I guess I wanted something new in my life. A new key to fit a new door. To wake and see a different view in my life. The one I've been waiting for. Dreams like everyone I've had a few in my life.
[Chorus: computer voice]. Games, you don't have to play, games with me girl. You, know, how, I feel. Ohh games, you don't have to play, games with me girl.
Down in Jamaica. They go lots of pretty women. Steal your money. Then they break your heart. Lonesome sue, she's in love with ol'Sam. Take him from the fire into the frying pan.
Get up out your seat, the grand groove is back. With a beat to sink your teeth in like wolfman jack. I'm bringing in the swing like ching a-ling a-ling.