Biz Markie

Biz Markie

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  • Biz Markie Tear Shit Up Lyrics

           

    (featuring Jazzy Jeff)



    [Biz Markie]

    Huh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh

    Y'all know, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh

    Y'all know, uh, uh uh-huh

    Check it out {"C'mon!" - Chuck D}



    [Verse One - every last word or syllable is echoed]

    Don't go to Getty, go to Exxon

    Like "Bonita Applebum," ya gotta put me on

    Got good luck like Lucky Charms leprechaun

    Can't believe Freaky Tah and Big L is gone

    You think I'm a mailman, well my delivery

    Ain't no other brother like the B-I with the Z

    Emezah-A-Rrrah, say K-I with the E

    I got mo' rhymes than Muhammad Ali

    Not number one but here to have fun

    Guaranteed to proceed and get the job done

    Y'all, know, my competition is none

    Funky funky fresh from the day I begun

    You rock with me, you're guaranteed to have a ball

    Got a big belly, over six feet tall

    My favorite team is the Vikings when I watch football

    Here's another one to get you off the wall



    [Chorus - unknown female while Jeff scratches]

    He's Biz Markie, as you can see

    He came to tear tear tear shit up {"C'mon!"}

    He's Biz Markie, as you can see

    He came to tear tear tear shit up {"C'mon!"}

    He's Biz Markie, as you can see

    He came to tear tear tear shit up {"C'mon!"}

    He's Biz Markie, as you can see

    He came to tear tear tear shit up, up, up {"C'mon!"}



    [Verse Two - with the same echo]

    Soon to be elected in the Hall of Fame

    I rock the microphone, emceeing's my game

    I flip so many styles, my name should be Flipper

    On Three's Company, I wish I was Jack Tripper

    Back in the days, I used to eat {?}litina{?}

    Back in the days, my sister had a Thumbelina

    Back in the days, I liked a girl named Angelina

    Back in the days, I wanted to get in between her

    My jingle bella, always Roc-A-Fella

    Even my acapella will be a best seller

    She couldn't believe what I had achieved

    Funky like ring around the collar, doo doo on the sleeves

    Enquiring minds always want to know

    How did I get my ill freestyle flow?

    I just tell 'em straight up without no B

    Ask me no questions yo, here's my ID



    [Chorus]



    [Verse Three - same echo once again]

    I'm not Captain Kirk, or Mr. Spock

    When I put the party people in a state of shock

    I'm like Mark Twain, or Shakespeare

    Cause when I'm on the stage, people throw they hands in the air

    Wavin 'em wild, like in a frenzy

    Dog in the house like I'm Spuds McKenzie

    I'm just doin it, just rockin the house

    Sucker MC's is spiders or mouse

    Comin off the top of my head

    I'm not dumb so don't be misled

    When I was young, I never pissed in the bed

    Always listened to what my moms and pops said

    Love reggae so much, you could call me a dred

    Got a big belly so you know I'm well fed

    And I'm a lover-lover like my name is Ed

    And I'm +2 Awesome+ like K and Teddy Ted



    [Chorus] - 2X

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