Beatnuts - You're A Clown lyrics

Mm, drop Yes indeed, it's the Biz Markie with the Beatnuts And I'm gonna count along with this girl like this One, two we'll come for you Three, four you better lock your door Five, six Beatnuts in the mix Seven, eight now let's get it straight Nine, ten for everybody that slept You better watch your step You better watch your step Now pull it out your pocket Pull it out your pocket Biz Mark Beatnuts we about to rock it Now pull it out your pocket Pull it out your pocket Psycho Les baby, I'm about to drop it I'm just a villain Chillin' in my gangster stand I cop all my threes from Amsterdam I make them Black Eyed Peas kids say 'That's the jam' Beatnuts baby back by popular demand Drop another jam Sock you and your man If you don't know by now, blam Y'all small soldiers wanna blast back Like a wedgie, I'm gonna get up in that a** crack Feet first Whip a concert with no rehearse You wanna spit you gotta talk to me first The ringleader, blow your cover You think we cool, 'cuz I know your mother? Yo, elegant flow, stomp you like an elephant tho You only got a little money and you spendin' it slow Anything you gotta say is like irrelevant yo I need money like I gotta let the President go From a hostage situation that's surrounded by smoke In a trailer in the middle of hell, nobody know It's the junkyard Hannibal lec Snatch the first grabbable tec and look for any catchable rep Back in effect, slap you in the back of the neck I've been holdin' this down for a while, show me respect Rainin' the tec and all of that, breakin' your neck It's off the hook this year, two n***as called me collect Who's this? Who's this? This is a collect call from a clown You're a clown I saw you at a party uptown Nobody even know you, you just standing around You're a clown Don't even try to step outta bounds 'Cuz if you drink and start a fight nobody holdin' you down You're a clown Lookin' through the records I found It takes more than that for you to duplicate this sound You're a clown My heat'll lift your feet off the ground Live n***as throw the bacon and move it around I follow recipe Over on sesame This time the kid, psycho Les'll be On top of the industry This one's for my n***as in the street I'm lookin' at the situation so I gotta flip a beat Make your heart skip a beat So we can all eat Went from a project kid with a calculator watch To a rollie, to cashin' them royalties You must be a fool playin' with this hungry dog's food Snap at you with a rude attitude My troops landin' parachutes I hit you with phatter loops And y'all clowns better show us gratitude Werd up Me & les rock the house MC's rock the house The Beatnuts rock the house The rain with the tec rock the house It's the Biz Markie as you can see I got more rhymes than Muhammed Ali I'm one in a million just like Aaliyah You look at me and say Mama Mia I sing funky records most definitely Ain't no other MC that can mess with me I know my man Les you remember music factory With rhymin' big Sam rest in peace you see I rock the mic and you will know That I rock the mic and go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, hoh Sing a funky record MCs'll say Ain't no other MC like B I Z M uza A From New York york L I I New Jersey z I am fly Straight out the DC and Maryland Gotta give a shout out to Virginia with the skins Singin' funky records most definitely I like to go oh peace [Unverified] You're a clown I saw you at a party uptown Nobody even know you, you just standing around You're a clown Don't even try to step outta bounds 'Cuz if you drink and start a fight nobody holdin' you down You're a clown Lookin' through the records I found It takes more than that for you to duplicate this sound You're a clown My heat'll lift your feet off the ground Live n***as throw the bacon and move it around Beatnuts Beatnuts Beatnuts [Unverified] Beatnuts Beatnuts Beatnuts [Unverified] Go Biz Mark Go Beatnuts Go Biz Mark Go Beatnuts Go Biz Mark Go Beatnuts Go Biz Mark Go Beatnuts Go Biz Mark Go Beatnuts Go Biz Mark Go Beatnuts Go Biz Mark Go Beatnuts Go Biz Mark Go Beatnuts