I M The Bizmarkie lyrics translation: BIZ MARKIE I M The Bizmarkie song texte and letras BIZ MARKIE I M The Bizmarkie tab, paroles and testo BIZ MARKIE I M The Bizmarkie Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
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