Just Rhymin' With Biz

Biz: <Fonkee!

Ready? Fonkee!

Fonkee! Ahhh...

One two, one two

We came here to just motherfucking do

You and a crew

Got my man

Marley Marl in the house

Can抰 forget my man,

Lik, y抋ll in the house

Got Fric and

Frac in the house

Hey-hey-hey, you got

Big Daddy

Kane in the house

Juice Crew in the house

That抯 right

And my name is the

Biz Markie

And we gonna rock a little something like this...>

One, two, whatcha gonna do?

I say yes, yes y抋ll

To the beat, all

Party-having people guaranteed to be like having a ball

H-h-h-hey

We gonna do a little something like this

I say... I抦 the rap promoter

I start to motor

Tour from

New York to

South Dakota

Drink ginger ale or root beer soda

Never get the girls with the underarm order

Put me on water,

I抦 a good floater

When I run for prez, you best be a voter

Once knew a girl by the name of

Rhoda I watch

Star Wars just to see

Yoda Or R2-

D2 driving down the

BQ When I buy franks,

I make sure they抮e

Hebrew When

I entertain, and love to treat you

Love to see a girl in a nice tight see-through

Take her to the crib, turn on the

Beta Watch a good flick by

Arnold Schwartzenegger

Maybe Commando or the

Terminator

Peace party people, ha ha see you later!

Big Daddy, huh huh, my man my mellow

Get on the mic cause you know you eat

Jell-O Kane:

Check it out, y抋ll

You don抰 stop

Keep on Well it抯 the

Kane in the flesh

Of course

I抦 fresh Oh you thought that

I was rotten?

Huh, I beg your pardon

To me getting paid and getting busy fall together

So a man of my ambiance...never!

Could I be weak, why

I抦 rather unique

I got style, flavor, grace, and plus a different technique

That I be using and not many can manage

So a brother like me,

I do damage

Just by picking up the mic to go solo

I cold turn a party on out, and oh yo

I get physical, mystical, very artistical

Giving party people something funky to listen to

That抯 why the other

MC抯 can抰 swing long

I stomp them out just like

I was King

Kong Stepping on roaches,

I get ferocious

Supercalifragalisticexpealidocious

I go on and on and on and

Until the bright

Shirley Murdock morning

Cause I抦ma pimp, hear the primp, yes the emp-

Eror, bringing much terror in your era

I ready, willing and

I抦 able, so bust a move

Never use a barbershop

I got my homeboy

Smooth Cooling out with the clippers right around the way

To keep my fresh

Cameo cut every day

Like that y抋ll, it抯 like that y抋ll

It抯 like thata-the-that, it抯 like that y抋ll

Cause I抦 the prosecutor taking a stand

And, I抦 cross-examining you my man

The judge and jury, releasing my fury

The verdict that

I reach for you is rather blurry

You see, the name

Kane is superior to many people

It means King

Asiatic Nobody抯

Equal I hate to brag, but damn

I抦 good And if mics were a gun,

I抎 be Clint

Eastwood And if rap was a game,

I抎 be MVP

Most Valuable

Poet on the

M-I-C Or if rap was a school,

I抎 be the principal

Aw fuck it, the

Kane is invincible

To be specific,

I may die one day

But my rhymes will remain like a hieroglyphic

It抯 a certain special skill that takes much practice

I got it good, apparently you lack this

So in turn, sit back and learn

Listen close, this is for your own concern

Let me show you exactly how it抯 properly done

Lights, camera, action!

A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also

Cameo afro,

Virgo, domino,

I go Rambo

Gigolo, Romeo,

Friday night spend money on a ho-

Tel, to get a good night抯 sleep

I抦 keeping in step

Now do I come off?

Yep.