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Stuffin' my pockets they fatter than Cartman
Use to sleep on the floor and we ain't have no carpet
Don't do no drive bys we gone pull up and park it
My

deserve a degree
Gas open up my gates Rock Lee
Dumb bitch you ain’t smokin for free
Fat plug look like Biz Markie
Don Shirley nigga i got the keys
Roll

transplants a flower field I prance
I wish it was that easy my stomach hurting queasy
You think she thinks about me she’s just a friend biz Markie
I’m in

friends nigga
I ain't biz Markie
Was raised up with some goodfellas
Call em jimmy and Pauly
You know put the game in the body bag
And then they send it up

down with the dogs you gon' get up with the fleas, huh
Got more lines than a prison wall's tally markings
She said "he just a friend," like Biz Markie
So

just want to be friends, Biz Markie
What did she see, when she say she saw the king in me
I'm too damaged to be anybody side kick
And she to perfect

playa playa playa I should put a book out
(Ooowww) Cause they all caught the vapors
I feel like Biz Markie on the yacht with some haters
(Well what you

wanna pull up then we spray
Aim it at his
Aim it at his fuckin face
Look at my eyes and look at my face
I'm tryna get by I don't wanna race
I'm tryna get

by that (your peoples too)
You know what I dare you to sit up there and say explain
You know what I'm talking about, man (yeah)
His fighting people

safety on like Ed Reed
Biz Markie, my pharmacy, would have whatever you need
Gave that life up, now on a good path and I'm doing good deeds
Seen my homies

move the whip like SRT
Don't ask me if she mine, she's just a friend like Biz Markie
I fucked around and hit her once, I told that bitch to go
She tryna

Let us blow up spots, CD stores, and move merch
Soon a surge would see the Juice Crew burst
On the art scene, the gang was Biz Markie and Kane
G Rap

like SRT
Don't ask me if she mine, she's just a friend like Biz Markie
I fucked around and hit her once I told that bitch to go
She tryna spend

Or say that
I'm sorry
For any kind of talk that was hurtful
I feel like Biz Markie
Cause you got what I need
Something you hate to see
But now I'm on my

sounds) a one, two

Rest in peace to Biz Markie, honor those that spark me
I spit verses like girls get purses
Some rappers get by and some get purchased
My

Let me get deal on the spot, mark it. 
Comin up on the block, nark it. 
Gotcha car in my spot, park it. 
Beatbox like Biz, Markie. 
Bout to go high

can buy a Rothko at a Costco
News is entertainment even if
It's gloom and doom
Customers create by mixing up
What they consume like a DJ
Lichtenstein

that lace on
I beat the box like Biz Markie
She told me slow down baby, 'cause I swear you 'bout to break something
Your whole body is a work of art
Kill

Get on your Markie
Ya really need to mind ya Biz
Let me borrow some fans since you actin cool
Snatch ya jewels won't give em back to you
At the booth I

I got it on me but I snuck it in
(But damn that's the way we live)
I feel like Biz Markie to them hoes I gotta tell em that they just a friend
Looking

don't think I got it on me but the Yop close
But damn that's the way we live
I feel like Biz Markie to them hoes I gotta tell them that they just a friend

Children of Men

J. Cole

Tha Truth

2015

plate
Bill him what, half of that he have it late
His best friend by the yellow crates
Suicide, tears tryna hesitate
Only seventeen, damn, seventeen

They’ll get a n***a back than start flexing
10 toes down kicking s**t like messi

My dawg get goals too, That mixture the go to, We whip it up sip it up

on that meadly
Niggas Gassed me up but they aint fucking with my energy
Cuz me and my niggas talk biz ona private
Me and my niggas outside get it poppin