[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
Ha ha, yo Biz, kick something funky for `em, word up
[BizMarkie]
Now people always want to know my strategy plan
For me to use the weird name as Diabolical Man
Well I got diabolical beats, raggedy clothes
And aw hell, I`m even wearing diabolical drawers
I`m not White as Barry cauce I`m Dirtier than Harry
With a rap that`s big and fat that Mariah couldn`t Carey
So don`t come to me with that same ol` same ol`
Cause I`ll knock your butt somewhere over the rainbow
I write rhymes that jam more than jelly
So call me the Arthur without the Fonzarelli, or Nelly
Cause I am so bad when it comes to a rap jam
Even robins scream, Holy hip-hop Biz man!
I grab the microphone and go every which way but loose
Cause I`m the ugly ducking that seduces Mother Goose
And I don`t be using flipping tounge twisters
But I still get better in time like The Whispers
But older crews you see can`t stay as loose as me
Cause old school rappers just ain`t what they used to be
So up your nose with a rubber hose
And every brother knows that your style`s older than my grandma`s clothes
But gray skies is going to clear up, so put on a happy face
Take off that frown and chear up, and put on a happy face, cause
I`m sing-ing-ing-ing in the rain ain ain (Repeat 7x)
Ah ah ah ah ah
I start with a rhyme as I enter your mind
I hit so hard even Michael Jackson won`t remember the time
So here I come a bombing every time I home in to
Off a funky drummer boom I get hot as Donna Summers
Cause I reigh supreme as a rap brainstorm
>From corner to corner, I`m dropping some more on ya
Not Tony Toni Tone, cause I came to warn you
That I even reign in Southern California
Everybody talking bout Biz is hype
Cause I make Dirty Harry`s day, hell I even make Gladys Knight`s
Soon I star on ABC because rapping DEF is the best way to the G
Alphabetically I have to lead you through
Since I`m the M-izza I know to watch my P`s and Q`s
Like the EMT`s but the B-I-Z
I rap so picture perfect I should just stop and say Cheese
So if I step up, who`s gonna move me back?
Cause Scooby Doo can`t even do that for a Scooby Snack
You think you can, you think you can, don`t even try it
Cause instead you need to can it like the Jolly Green Giant
Cause trying to step to Biz, you know I`m a diss them fast
So play like 98.7 and KISS my ass!
Cause me and rap is like peanut butter and jelly
Which reminds me of a song by my man Gene Kelly
I`m sing-ing-ing-ing in the rain ain ain (Repeat 7x)
Ah ah ah ah ah
Now it`s the universal languange that the Biz Mark is speaking
I`m down with blacks, whites, Indian, and Puerto Rican
I`m an African descendent, myself would have say
But I was Booooorn in the U.S.A.!
I spent the 80`s duking ladies without making babies
So I guess I`m over like a fat rat that never caught rabies
Went from messing around like Tonto with no woman in 3 years
I had one little two little three little indian
B-I-Z Markie is what it is
And if it`s hard for you to spell, then just say Biz
I`m down with the Zoo Crew, some kids who act nutty
B-Danks, Cool V, Everett, Todd, and Jeff
They`re my buddies, ha, my buddies, ha
Wherever I go, we go
I pass my April Fools in monster May
I pass by so much bull I should say Ole!
I got friends named Raggedy Ann and Andy
Call my Bon appetite cause I`m sweeter than John Candy
Don`t even knock it, till you try me
Cause the proof is in the pudding, you can ask Bill Cosby
Some think I`m bragging, some think I`m boasting
But even Smokey Robinson would second that emotion
That`s why I take through the sky on a natural high
Cause I`m fly-ly-ly-ly-ly, ly ly ly ly
I`m sing-ing-ing-ing in the rain ain ain (Repeat 7x)
Ah ah ah ah ah
