Marley Marl - Biz is Goin' Off lyrics

[Verse 1] Hey to everybody and, people that say partyin It's time to hear a funky rhyme from me the Biz Markie again As I just display 'em, the way I like say 'em The stutter steppin style that I use to amuse and HEY I'm the original, hellified king-ing For freaky sound, for throwin down, and you know that I'm bringing The crowd to enjoyment, by what I do Like {*ah-oww-oww WAHHAZOOW, boom, ah one two*} I keep the people cheerin, because of what they hearin Movin and groovin, to a devestatin sound that's glarin Because they're in the mood for me The B-I-Z the Emmezah-Emmezah-A-R-K-I-E The party rippin, never trippin, king of crowd pleasin I can turn it out without a doubt in any season I entertain crowds, a million and thous' Homeboys makin noise, as I do browse through a girl's blouse Say the funky rhyme to make the girls get naked I can turn it out, with different sounds on my record That I say give 'em, as y'all exault the rhythm The magnificent record maker of Prism [Hook: repeat 2X] The Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off The Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off The Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off The Biz {*"Go off, go off!"*} [Verse 2] Ha ha ha ha ha! Check out this bizarre Rappin style used by me, the B-I-Z Emm-A-R-K-I with the E and, you will be agreein A brother ain't a brother unless he is say like G'n Up with his technique and, keep the people freakin Like me the Biz Markie because my style is so unique and Guaranteed to rock the mic with rhymes that I say I'm just as good as Clint Eastwood, so won't you make my day Markie the original, yes I am the boss And I can rock the microphone for you and yours Go {*boom, ah one two*} 'til my voice is hoarse Then take a pause, annnd you know, of course I can rock a party, with so much force I'm the greatest entertainer Marley came across Puttin pictures in photomat to give 'em a gloss And I don't eat spaghetti without the meat sauce Whether Ragu, Prego, Hunt's or Aunt Millie You wanna get dissed? Then try to get illy With me the inhuman, because I'm like boomin Reagan is the Pres, but so was Harry Truman [Hook] [Verse 3] Now! I make rhymes, each and every day And always seem to come up with somethin fresh to say In January, February, March April May And the other seven months of the year, but anyway Hey, feel the lay okay, here's a rhyme I must display When I'm finished you be in it sayin HIP HIP HOORAY! I will be an emcee, 'til I'm old and grey And I can even rock the mic with tooth decay, decay Yo - ladies of the 80's know that I'm the Original B-I-Z-M-A-R-K-I say with an E You know me, and my man Big Daddy I can't forget, Cutmaster Cool V And my partner, my best friend TJ Swannie Rockin the mic would say most definitely So listen don't be missin, I will never be dissin I just rock the mic, and always have discipline Listen to the brother ain't no other you discover I rock up the mic just like if I'm, your, mother! [Outro] Go Biz Mark! Go Biz Mark! (Repeat to fade)