Cool V - Me Versus Me lyrics

{*scats*} Biz {*scats*} Mark {*beatboxes*} [Verse One] I'm the original B-I-Z The Emeza-Emeza-Emeza-Emeza-A-Rrah-K-I-E Everywhere I go, I always G I'm thinkin somethin that you never could see Doin the beatbox and the R-A-P That's why I'm the Inhuman Orchestra, Biz Markie I'm here just doin my J-O-B So I can reach the T-O-P As soon as I get to the T-O-P Then I will be D-O-N with the E I rock New Jersey and N.Y.C Whether it's at a club or a block party To my man Capri, Starchild and Brucie Bee {?}, Baby J, and DJ Marty The title of the song in the place to be Is not this or that, it's "Me Versus Me" [Chorus: repeat 4X] {*Biz Markie beatboxes*} Me versus me [Verse Two] I think it's time to act up and throw a fit Cause I'm rockin to a beat that just won't quit This is the real thing, not counterfeit Cause everything you hear, I'm doin it The name of a baseball glove is a mitt And what I need on my BMW is a kit A preacher preaches from a pulpit And my man Benny Hill, got a lot of wit The rhymes that I say are the ultimate And the way out anywhere is called an exit A real short play is called a skit And New Balance sneakers are legit The past tense for bite, is called a bit Everywhere that I go, all attention I get I used to live by the North conduit The Biz Markie will always make a hit! [Chorus] [Verse Three] This is one thing, that I like to say This is a different kind of rhythm and rap display I'm not Frankie Crocker or Lamarr Renee Cause both of them are radio DJ's Otis Redding be sittin by the dock of the bay I'm bound to wreck your body to the break of day And if you wanna see me at a show, you gotta pay Cause if you don't you will have, a little delay Zip-de-doo-dah, zip-de-day I'm the S-K the B-I-Z the Emezah-A-R-K And even if I'm buggin on out, around the way You'll never see me drinkin Tanqueray Swan, G. Rap, Kane, Shan and Shante Always been down with the capital J I got a homeboy by the name of Dr. Bombay My favorite color - is GREY! Uhh [Outro] I can't forget I like reggae I'm Biz Markie, and my DJ C-double-O-L V to the break of day Hold up, bricka-bricka-bay Rockin to the rhythm, to the break of day The original B-I-Z, the Emeza-Emeza-A Best to sing, and appointed rap king, to the break of day Everywhere I go I like break your way And it don't matter to me, as long I give you a display Zip-a-dee-do-dah rock the microphone and you say The king of romance will like break your day I'm Biz Mark, I'd like to say okay And my favorite drink is called OJ Hippin to hop then to break your way Listen to me as I rock and I, say okay To my man Rud and Superlover Cee ay I rock to the rhythm and oh say okay Can't forget my man, G-A, U-L Hold up - it don't matter to me I rock swell Hold up - you know it's, me, the Original B-I-Z, the Emeza-A-Rrah-K-I-E The original with the material and the ladies always know I'm bound to wreck in like a Lincoln, always steal a show To kick it with swing, to rock the thing, ha-heh-ha-ha-ha-hee Known to me as the original B It don't matter long as I say stuff you see Kickin records of a rap technique and.. .. down to wreck your body, your moms be freakin To my man Godfather Deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-AHHH!