Lyrics:
reason i do this
I make songs so you feel what i feel and relate
One thing that I've learnt in this music biz
Dont ever let a man dictate what you say
Let
afraid to die by my sword
I talk heavy
Cuz I walk heavy
With the Holy Spirit
This divine connection
Got me feeling fearless
I'm wise enough to know
Not
gettin' riches, they can suck my D
11:11, go make your wishes, me and Swae top three
And we not three
Bitch said I'm livin' like a wizard, this ain't
That's right
And my name is the Biz Markie
And we gonna rock a little something like this
One, two, whatcha gonna do?
I say yes, yes y'all,
right
And my name is the Biz Markie
And we gon' rock a little something like this
One, two, whatcha gonna do?
I say yes, yes y'all, to the beat, all
Fed up with rap music
But then I think of my daughter and I get back to it
Don't wanna flip weight really I'm tryna stack units
Look at the wall in
diamonds like tip
His skin too clear, his bitch gon' stare
So mind your biz, how they find the time for mindin' mine
I find these college chicks for top
the music
Biz only without the female groupies
As soon as I sat down in the captain's
Office, his exact first words to me were
"Don't fuck with my
Staff!"
dilution
I'm ballin', I hit record, I'm gettin' courted by Lucian
The lord abuses the blacker culture with actors like Rapaport
They rap your chorus
[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 they know them Stakes got High
And them Stakes got High cause yo that's how it is man
I'll take the Markie up outta the Biz
Just to hang up place
papers, Biz Markie make vapors.
But see these hos will hate you if they know that they can't break you.
Some of these hos need to shut their fucking
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
with the ostrich eye
Come out your house without your pride
A coward dies a thousand deaths, tells a thousand lies
You see them lames? Tell 'em that
and huggin
Soon as I said - wanna make music like sebastian bach?
I'm not leavin my friend with a guy but it's another road block
[biz sings]
American woman!
be the Black Sheep but Christ reigns supreme
Drink ya Ice T with some vanilla Ice Cream
Don't matter to me be the Public Enemy
He'll still make your
bitches flock
Like a quarter goin in her slot
Yeah she love me cause I know all the spots
I'm not Biz Markie but I'll beat the box
Got it on lock
What are
Niggas hate we gettin' riches, they can suck my d
11:11, go make your wishes, me and Swae top three
And we not three
Bitch said I'm livin' like
And and I wouldn't be surprised if some hoes just want a kid
Out of a young nigga with potential
Bitches getting wet when I kill an instrumental
Good thing I
mouth was wide open
Your head was tilted back that you was almost chokin
But I just lounge, and cool with the fellas
Like my roomie D-Wade, Top Notch,
mind fucked
I keep on keeping on
Music got my soul clutched
Ride with me, smoke dope and vibe with me
Get stoked the by the way I rap
Native pride get
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
we pay the high fee
Holy shit, lock B's with the homie YG (woo)
I'm on the radar of every A-star
In this music biz when they view this kid, they see
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
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