Lyrics:
Me, myself I love to max
Up in the studio laying tracks
Burn it on the CD, melt the wax
And now I'm feeling fine
Coz daily music's on my mind
And I
Sinister Six
I conquer planets better call me Kang
Grab medusas snakes by the fangs
Fuck the music this ain't for the fans
This is just to prove that I can
[Intro]
Dont know how many damn times I've tryed
Ay got to many good things to say
So heres a message to mista Dj!!!
[Chorus]
Play my music like I
the world
So far, many in the pursuit of world fame and one hit
I'm just trying to make my music, my thing
And enjoy it, man
True inspiration does not always
the background
Cause if music and money is the motive then you're so gimmick
Who's to tell me I can't have a trillion dollar grilled cheese sandwich?
Boy stop
And your memory lingers on in my mind
And I think of you when things get me down
Got no blues when you're in my mind
I can face this music right by your
some dudes passed
And their music started shaking our trailer
After that, it was the horns from the train
I stayed by the tracks, due to the crack
Only
remain, that might've stained what would you say
Will you stand by me
If things were spose to change and things were slightly not the same
What would you
the point remains
On a leash, they just don't care
So if I go
Don't bother waiting
I'm so far gone now
And heading further away
I crossed the woods, sat by
one stone
It's crazy to me how easy killing birds is
Emotional support music
What the people want to hear
Supplemented by not feeling worthless
Sounds
to lose to trust every face
And so I remain encased just incase
Used to all be a game
Now I'm out doing things
yall the ones getting tame
You better work
Biz Markie
Making music orderly is my specialty
When I go, ah one two, girls get excited
When they hear my lyrics they wanna recite 'em
I know y'all
free?
Paid by society
And I know you don't care about me
Yo, Ziggy, check this out!
It's kinda strange how the same things're happening
Over and over
how some things change
No matter what I go through, I still remain king
What if I had no dollars, would these shorties still cling
To my arm, like
the rain
I remain
I'm not convinced of the existence of these things that don't exist
Yeah by Jewish boys with big ideas and scratches on their wrists
trappin' ass niggas stay out my lane
See I ain't dead or in jail, I can't complain
And when these fake niggas gone, I shall remain
And if you just
trappin' ass niggas stay out my lane
See I ain't dead or in jail, I can't complain
And when these fake niggas gone, I shall remain
And if you just
Lie down, fair one and come away
'Til the rain is over and gone
G-g-gimme the beat now (face the music)
Leadline
(Face the music)
If the air
Of rap flows but I do keep it raw
I’ve matured and fancied
That’s facts bro n imma keep hitting stores
The only thing to relax me
Is this music and frankly
Biz Markie
Making music orderly is my specialty
When I go, ah one two, girls get excited
When they hear my lyrics they wanna recite 'em
I know y'all
had some things that I hid deep inside me
I shoved them so deep I forgot they were there
This page is a canvas the ink is my heart
I been trying to hard
Wind
(of my Soul) " and I'm a hard headed woman
So I've been told yeah, music's just sound
We're just ears
Why are you affected by what who hears?
If
summer days by cool waterfalls,
Like the music we hear,
Those things we'll always hold dear,
Like an old fashioned waltz,
Like an old fashioned waltz,
summer days by cool waterfalls,
Like the music we hear,
Those things we'll always hold dear,
Like an old fashioned waltz,
Like an old fashioned waltz,
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