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Do Your Thang

And you don't stop

And you can't stop

Yeah, yeah I like thisIf you

If you

Wanna know

Wanna know

The real deal, about the Biz

A-say what, a-say what?

Well I'm the Biz Markie

And I'm the P. Diddy

So you know what time it is

A-come onIf you

If you

Wanna know

Wanna know

The real deal, about the Biz

A-say what?

And that's comin' from me, the P. Diddy

And you know what time it is, rightSo 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!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 crewWhen 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 man"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

So please, please, leave my thang aloneI'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 potatoThe dime repeater, the MC greeter

Knuckle bleeder, no need for a heater

The only MC in the history

Who didn't even have to R A PThe bum destroyer, I'm comin' for ya

Got took to court and didn't need a lawyer

Make James Brown get down

Made Beretta go get her

Made Laverne and Bill Cosby

Go change they sweatersI 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-oh "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

So please, please, leave my thang aloneGot ladies screamin' stranje stranje

With the rhythm and rhymes and style that I display

If rap was sex, I'd be a porno star

With Sade, and Janet, in a menage-a-troisMerrily 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 emphysemaPut 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!"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

So please, please, leave my thang aloneYou 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

So please, please, leave my thang aloneLeave my thang alone

You leave my thang alone

Leave my thang alone

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