Lyrics:
colony!
Tom: That would be gross
You tried that in our bus one time
Mark: I tried to start our own
Nudist colony one time in our
Bus and it was pretty much
I'm the Biz Markie, I'm known for beatboxin' and rap
And now it's time, to put Long Island on the map
And lettin' you know, that it'll put you in
deceived by the beast homie you give in
You must stop that now and be bout His marks
Praise don't stop when day turns to dark
Are you bout the marks
Is you
deceived by the beast homie you give in
You must stop that now and be bout His marks
Praise don't stop when day turns to dark
Are you bout the marks
Is you
Mark volman (vocals)
Howard kaylan (vocals)
Ian underwood (keyboards, woodwinds)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
George duke (keyboards, trombone)
Martin
Mark volman (vocals)
Howard kaylan (vocals)
Ian underwood (keyboards, woodwinds)
Aynsley dunbar (drums)
George duke (keyboards, trombone)
Martin
like:""yallah habibi""
Masri is the bloodline
Pita bread, hummus, five days of the lunch time
Before the retros
I had the velcros
Kid with the big nose
it back out
It's gon' be called, "The Return.. of the Biz Mark"
I'm the Biz Markie, I'm known for beatboxin' and rap
And now it's time, to bring
, business
Make me your mark and I'll take you one by one
I got big boss, big time, business
Make me your mark and I'll take you one by one
Big boss, big
to make me vaccinate my kid
JULIAN:
I'm nearly middle aged with no success
MARK:
I'm gonna die in 20 years
And then I'll be praised by my peers
Make me
Soul
Link Orin
Hit the M5 by West Bromwich
Manna on it now
See manna on it now
Ye
Ye
I’m on the m’ways then I’m on the airwaves
Brum Town now manna
Hey to everybody and people that say partyin'
It's time to hear a funky rhyme from me the Biz Markie again
As I just display 'em, the way I like
in the rain and dampened by a chilling mist
Dice roll was snake eyes the end result where "x" marks the spot
Entrenched in the rain and dampened by
Coming
No Room At The Holiday Inn-Again
Well, Maybe Next Year--
Or--When
[MARK]
December 24th, Ten PM Eastern
Standard Time
I Can't Believe A Year Went
and secure
Who knows your dreams which pathways you'll follow
Time's too short before you must fly
Some innocent babes, they fall by the wayside
With no sense
Way back a long time ago,
When the universe consisted of nothing more elaborate than
Mark volman ...
Thank you, frank
... trying to convince each
Zuckerberg for ransom
Tonite we gon' get our reparation
Tonite ain't no time for hesitation
Tonite we gone east forever
Dam, son
We're gonna hold Mark
coming
No room at the Holiday Inn - Again
Well, maybe next year -- or -- when
MARK
December 24th, Ten P.M. Eastern Standard Time
I can't believe
out
All the good times when we're together felt really amazing
All the effort that I put in never reciprocated
Question mark
I just got a question mark
bro cause i know how to disobey
Oh ano kaya pa? Huwag ka nang mag alala
Dumating na ang oras na aking itinakda
Guess the time is up X mark the spot
treatment after all the respect And love you gave out on earth, everything we do is traced by our own shadow
I call that, shadow mark, shadow mark, shadow
step
YOU better watch your step
Now pull it out your pocket
Pull it out your pocket
Biz Mark Beatnuts we about to rock it
Now pull it out your pocket
y'all think
I'ma leave a mark in this b****
Thumb in the ink, tell me what y'all think
Nigga I'ma leave a mark in this b****
Thumb in the ink, tell me
locked up I ain’t see no dough
That’s was interrupted by a time alert
Woke up happy that wasn’t real
Showered up quick now it’s time to work
Drying off my
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