Biz Markie - Do Your Thang lyrics

[Biz + P. Diddy] And you don't stop And you can't stop [P. Diddy] Yeah, yeah - I like this [B-I-Z] If you [Diddy] If you [B-I-Z] Wanna know [Diddy] Wanna know [B-I-Z] The real deal, about the Biz [Diddy] A-say what, a-say what? [B-I-Z] Well I'm the Biz Markie [Diddy] And I'm the P. Diddy [B-I-Z] So you know what time it is [Diddy] A-come on [B-I-Z] If you [Diddy] If you [B-I-Z] Wanna know [Diddy] Wanna know [B-I-Z] The real deal, about the Biz [Diddy] A-say what? [Diddy] And that's comin from me, the P. Diddy [Diddy] And you know what time it is, RIGHHHT [P. Diddy] So come on Diabolical Don't stop and don't you dare quit Just get on the mic, sit on the mic Spit on the mic and don't you dare quit! [Biz Markie] When I get on the mic, I guarantee There's no better MC than Biz Markie Everything I say, or anything I do Will move yo' posse or your crew When you me hear me say, and what I play Affects a lot of people in the strangest way Well I'm too cold to freeze, too hot to burn And I never miss a tag when it's my turn Cause I can, rock the mic if you give me a chance Cool V'll cut the record, make you do the 'Biz Dance' I can - flip the crowd with a wave of my hand I'm the Diabolical, "And you know this MAAAAAAN!" [Chorus] You can do your thang, and any-thang you choose But please, please, leave my thang alone You can do your thang, and any-thang you choose But please, please, leave my thang alone [Biz Markie] I'm the court jester, the manifester I used to buy my clothes at A.J. Lester's The rhymerator, the beat creator Whack rappers get dropped like a hot potato The dime repeater, the MC greeter Knuckle bleeder, no need for a heater The only MC in history Who didn't even have to R-A-P The bum destroyer, I'm comin for ya Got took to court and didn't need a lawyer Make James Brown get down (yeah yeah) Made Beretta go get her (yeah yeah) Made Laverne and Bill Cosby (yeah yeah) Go change they sweaters (yeah yeah) I fought Mike Tyson, dropped him in 4 Went to Fort Knox and kicked down the door Rocked seven continents with all this flow "And this is somethin for the radi-ohhhh" [Chorus] [Biz Markie] Got ladies screamin STRANJE STRANJE With the rhythm and rhymes and style that I display If rap was s**, I'd be a p**no star With Sade, and Janet, in a menage-a-trois Merrily merrily, life is just a dream-ah First car, I ever had was a Beamer First girl, I ever had was a screamer I got out of breath and almost caught emphysema Put the party people in a state of shock While Biz compose songs like Sebastian Bach This is the end of this scenario Like Robin Harris, "I gotta go - gotta go!" [Chorus] - repeat 2X w/ ad libs [sung ad libs before a quick fadeout]