I'm The Bizmarkie Lyrics - Singles - Biz Markie

It's me the diabolical, biz mark symbolical 

I shakes from scripts of hits I made a while ago 

Now I'm on the run again starting other capers 

And people couldn't catch me even if I was "the vapors" 

I leave you in trauma with my funky personna 

Cause I'm jamming just like teddy but I'm nasty like madonna 

Cause me without big strong thoughts for a biz song 

Is like patty labelle not singing with a wig on 

I don't give a damn if my record gets panned 

Cause my style stays fresh like I rap in saran 

When I'm sure that I'm pure like snapple 

Suppose when I write my rhymes like I'm the big apple 

Or new york or whatever you call it, I don't even care 

Cause if I can make it there, I can make it anywhere 

So, I walk the walk through the streets of new york 

More green I can hawk cause I can talk the talk 

So don't try to stalk cause my style brings more 

I rock it from the billy ocean to the al b. shore! 

People always want to give dap to everyone 

But I've been around the world so I ahhh ? ? ? 

"i'm the biz markie, the human beatbox and the rap king" 

"have the people stomping to my beat you bet" (repeat 4x) 

Take a pause for the cause, cause this is a recording 

If rap was a prison, then I be the warden 

I do the gator in my snakeskin jordans 

And when it comes to cash I flash more than gordon 

You want me to rock the rhyme cause I got the type you crave 

And I heat up jams like I was mc microwave 

And when I drop a style, call it def, call it cool 

As long as you don't call me when I'm on a toliet stool 

I stoke and swin in a room full of women 

When I drop the gold like meadowlark lemon 

Everywhere I've been I've seen 'em fat and thin 

Even girls with hair on their chinny chin chin 

But you can be just a friend if you're sporting your own look 

Or if you got more chins than a chinese phonebook 

Women love my style from ? ? ? long isle 

Even got my mother singing "thanks for my child" 

My temperature rises every time I'm near a stereo 

Cause I catch dance fever like my name was danny terio 

But I go, on and on and on and on and on and! 

>from midnight point to the early moring, ahhhh! 

"i'm the biz markie, the human beatbox and the rap king" 

"have the people stomping to my beat you bet" (repeat 4x) 

It's my way or the highway, I'm ahead of the slow lane 

But when I ride to motown I jump on a soul train 

Rappers like to flow with all energy and action 

But I'd rather take it nice and slow like freddy jackson 

So don't try to stick to me like somebody's gearshift 

Cause I'll hit you so far west you'll come back easter 

The style I display, but I say it a badder way 

I got more rhymes than cartoons on a saturday 

You're still confused cause you don't know how bad he is 

Like a pregnant ______ who don't know who the daddy is 

Just like a snap I can whip any rapper 

That's why probably my grandparents called me a whipper snapper 

You're lost in the sofa trying to cross my line 

Then run to the lost and found cause you lost your mind 

I'm coming on strong cause I'm dropping nothing soft 

Still had it going on when "the biz is going off" 

I'm singing in the rain cause I got the audacity 

Or some kids want to sundance with butch cassidy 

You couldn't shine on my in the spotlight 

Cause your ass couldn't shine if you sat on a flashlight 

"i'm the biz markie, the human beatbox and the rap king" 

"have the people stomping to my beat you bet" (repeat 4x)