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It's Only The End Of The World
It's only the end of the world. Not a death in the family. We've seen all the best sights. Been on all the best rides. . At the amusement park on Saturday.
Ideal Home
I was brought up in an ideal home. Bay windows let the sun shine through. Natural light chased the shadows. I was brought up in an ideal home. . In an ideal home nothing you do can go wrong.
I.c. One Female
I.C. one female turn the sirens on. Just a small domestic situation. . I.C. one female under surveillance. Heading northwards as the crow flies. . But I still love you, I bloody well love you.
I Can't Stand You At All
Little darling. You are the Queen. And I think of you with nothing but bad intentions. As hard as I try. To make a scene. My efforts seem to go without a mention.
It's Going Down
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.
Introduction: Bow And Fire
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.
If I May
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.
Izzy S Irish Rose
Izzy was a tailor down the lower east side. The very man to top you off with dignity and pride. His mother wanted him to marry a Katz from Houston Street.
Ikaros
När jag tänker tillbaka på min barndom. Ser jag skräckbilder tydligast av allt. Ja, de gånger de skrämde eller slog mig. Är de minnen som hårdast sitter fast.
In The Hands Of The Gods
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.
Intro (weekend Warrior)
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.
Intro
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.
I'm The Bizmarkie
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'm Singin'
[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.
I'm An Ugly Nigga
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.
I Told You
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.
I Need A Haircut
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.
I Hear Music
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.
I'm Coming Home
Mum. I'm coming home. So take my picture off the wall. I'm coming home. I've had enough of being alone. . Dad. I'll see you soon. Don't keep me talking on the phone.
Intrebari Gresite
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,.
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