Ya know who it is. It's us bitches. Black Buddafly. Swizz Beats. We gon' switch it up a lil' bit. . You're like chilling in your beamer listening to me.
You're my baby, yes my baby, treat a lady like she wants you to. And let your lady treat my baby, like my baby, like she know I got love for you. You're my baby, yes my baby, treat a lady like she wants you to.
What should I do, what should I say. How will this feeling go away. How can I hide whats in my mind. And why does it matter anyway. He let me go and Im alone.
[Verse 1: Jazz]. Free as the wind. I wanna be free like an angel. I was so lost within. Couldn't be myself. And that caused failure. Something inside.
Feels like I've been falling into the shadows of myself. But I'm stepping out you can love me or hate me now. Seems like I get caught up in the hype every now and then.
Sit back, close your eyes. Peep back, got you open wide. I'll let you get a taste of me. It's going down in mystery. Sit back, close your eyes. Peep back, got you open wide.
Ladies and gents, soul music lovers everywhere. All around the universe. You know as well as I do the things I change. Changing, changing. The day will come, warning, warning.
Come along and reap, I need my song. We're climbin' over. Beneath the sea, march on. Time is almost gone. It's all in me, no, maybe. . Here we go again.
Bicka-bicka Biz, bicka- bicka Mark. . I'm the drunk dance rocker, but don't drink vodka. Never sang a song called Frere Jacque. Rap rhyme schooler, composition Ruler.
My name is Biz Markie, I rock for Queens, Astoria. My new album is called, Weekend Warrior. But every time that I always hit a note. Just like DJ Kool, eh ah, Let Me Clear My Throat.
My name is Biz Markie, I rock for Queens, Astoria. My new album is called, Weekend Warrior. But every time that I always hit a note. Just like DJ Kool, eh ah, Let Me Clear My Throat.
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".
[cool v]. Yo biz, let's send this out to the propmaster kool dj red alert. Bring the beat in, todd. Yeah, this is how we're doing it for the '93, we're on the smooth tip.
Hey hey hey, know what I heard?. Beauty's only skin deep, ugly is to the bone. . Back in the days, I'm not gonna lie. They used to say I'm ugly, a hurting guy.
This is for those who didn't believe. That me, myself they said I couldn't achieve. My goal or even get to my destiny. To be the s-k-b-i-z. It was a rough road, for me to pursue a.
G-goobely-goo. Ah-h-h-hm. . Ah yeah. Now check it out. . I would walk into the bathroom to take a crap. I sit down, and then I write me a toilet stool rap.
One two, one two. You're listenin to the grand groovin sounds. Of the diabolical energetical B-I-Z. Emmezah-A-Rrrah-K. And this goes out to my DJ. The cutmaster that no one cuts faster than.
Deschizi ochii,intr-o lume noua,. Undeva intr-un spital,etajul noua. Palma pe cur,sa vada daca ai reusit. Si tu probabil ai raspuns,cu un tipat ragusit,.
Welcome mutha fuckaz, to Murda Fo Free, I be Saint Sinna.. . Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, 2-Double-0-To Tha-3. . Ima set the record straight, I don't try and be black.
I know, I know, I'm a player. I stay with a pocket full of money. I'm a pro at getting paper so if you about your money. You should come and get that money with me.