[Biz Markie]

Huh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh

Y'all know, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh

Y'all know, uh, uh uh-huh

Check it out {"C'mon!" - Chuck D}



[Verse One - every last word or syllable is echoed]

Don't go to Getty, go to Exxon

Like "Bonita Applebum," ya gotta put me on

Got good luck like Lucky Charms leprechaun

Can't believe Freaky Tah and Big L is gone

You think I'm a mailman, well my delivery

Ain't no other brother like the B-I with the Z

Emezah-A-Rrrah, say K-I with the E

I got mo' rhymes than Muhammad Ali

Not number one but here to have fun

Guaranteed to proceed and get the job done

Y'all, know, my competition is none

Funky funky fresh from the day I begun

You rock with me, you're guaranteed to have a ball

Got a big belly, over six feet tall

My favorite team is the Vikings when I watch football

Here's another one to get you off the wall



[Chorus - unknown female while Jeff scratches]

He's Biz Markie, as you can see

He came to tear tear tear shit up {"C'mon!"}

He's Biz Markie, as you can see

He came to tear tear tear shit up {"C'mon!"}

He's Biz Markie, as you can see

He came to tear tear tear shit up {"C'mon!"}

He's Biz Markie, as you can see

He came to tear tear tear shit up, up, up {"C'mon!"}



[Verse Two - with the same echo]

Soon to be elected in the Hall of Fame

I rock the microphone, emceeing's my game

I flip so many styles, my name should be Flipper

On Three's Company, I wish I was Jack Tripper

Back in the days, I used to eat {?}litina{?}

Back in the days, my sister had a Thumbelina

Back in the days, I liked a girl named Angelina

Back in the days, I wanted to get in between her

My jingle bella, alwa