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In The Hands Of The Gods

Bicka-bicka Biz, bicka- bicka Mark

I'm the drunk dance rocker, but don't drink vodka

Never sang a song called Frere Jacque

Rap rhyme schooler, composition Ruler

In seventh grade I had teacher named Mr. Dooler

I'm very unique and you will agree-ah

One in a million like Mohamed and Aliah

A self-believer, an over-achiever

Have more stunts than Coronel Seavers

Ain't no other like B I Z, M A R K I with the E

Hang at the Rucker

Got a Hummer Trucker

Wouldn't trade the busy boy, 'cuz I'm no sucker

I'll be bouncing like a ball, when I say, yes, y'all

If you don't rock with me you won't rock at all

So check me out, with out no doubt

I'm guaranteed to rock and turn the party out

We gonna do right, gonna do right

Gonna do right, gonna do right

We gonna do right, gonna do right

Gonna do right, gonna do right

I'm on like popcorn

Like a Saturday nite at the Audubon

Listen to the Brother, ain't no other can mess with

The man with the plan, with the most finesse

I make you scream, and I'll make you dance

I'm guaranteed to rock the mike, and put you all in a trance

So listen to the Brother, ain't no other can stutter

"Ah- whadda a-whadda ah-rock, rock" MC-Butter

The man to do the up, a one-two

Or 'ah hah hah hah hah' I rock with you

So listen to me, 'cuz I'm the original

B I Z M A R K I out with the E

Baby

I'm guaranteed to rock and turn the party out

Baby

I'm guaranteed to rock and turn the party out

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