| I’m the most honored, storied, sound of soul!
|
| 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 say 'em
|
| The stutter steppin style that I use to amuse and HEY
|
| I’m the original, hellified king-ing
|
| For freaky sound, for throwin down, and you know that I’m bringing
|
| The crowd to enjoyment, by what I do Like
|
| I keep the people cheerin, because of what they hearin
|
| Movin and groovin, to a devestatin sound that’s glarin
|
| Because they’re in the mood for me The B-I-Z the Emmezah-Emmezah-A-R-K-I-E
|
| The party rippin, never trippin, king of crowd pleasin
|
| I can turn it out without a doubt in any season
|
| I entertain crowds, a million and thous'
|
| Homeboys makin noise, as I do browse through a girl’s blouse
|
| Say the funky rhyme to make the girls get naked
|
| I can turn it out, with different sounds on my record
|
| That I say give 'em, as y’all exault the rhythm
|
| The magnificent record maker of Prism
|
| The Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off
|
| The Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off
|
| The Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off
|
| The Biz
|
| Ha ha ha ha ha! |
| Check out this bizarre
|
| Rappin style used by me, the B-I-Z
|
| Emm-A-R-K-I with the E and, you will be agreein
|
| A brother ain’t a brother unless he is say like G’n
|
| Up with his technique and, keep the people freakin
|
| Like me the Biz Markie because my style is so unique and
|
| Guaranteed to rock the mic with rhymes that I say
|
| I’m just as good as Clint Eastwood, so won’t you make my day
|
| Markie the original, yes I am the boss
|
| And I can rock the microphone for you and yours
|
| Go 'til my voice is hoarse
|
| Then take a pause, annnd you know, of course
|
| I can rock a party, with so much force
|
| I’m the greatest entertainer Marley came across
|
| Puttin pictures in photomat to give 'em a gloss
|
| And I don’t eat spaghetti without the meat sauce
|
| Whether Ragu, Prego, Hunt’s or Aunt Millie
|
| You wanna get dissed? |
| Then try to get illy
|
| with me the inhuman, because I’m like boomin
|
| Reagan is the Pres, but so was Harry Truman
|
| Now! |
| I make rhymes, each and every day
|
| And always seem to come up with somethin fresh to say
|
| In January, February, March April May
|
| And the other seven months of the year, but anyway
|
| Hey, feel the lay okay, here’s a rhyme I must display
|
| When I’m finished you be in it sayin HIP HIP HOORAY!
|
| I will be an emcee, 'til I’m old and grey
|
| And I can even rock the mic with tooth decay, decay
|
| Yo — ladies of the 80's know that I’m the
|
| Original B-I-Z-M-A-R-K-I say with an E You know me, and my man Big Daddy
|
| I can’t forget, Cutmaster Cool V And my partner, my best friend TJ Swannie
|
| Rockin the mic would say most definitely
|
| So listen don’t be missin, I will never be dissin
|
| I just rock the mic, and always have discipline
|
| Listen to the brother ain’t no other you discover
|
| I rock up the mic just like if I’m, your, mother!
|
| I!!! |
| — am the magnificent…
|
| I!!! |
| — am the magnificent…
|
| I’m the most honored, storied, sound of soul!
|
| Go Biz Mark! |
| Go Biz Mark! |
| Go Biz go Biz go Biz Mark! |