Biz Markie — Bodyrock

[Intro] I had to be the first 'Cause it was me, Rakim and Kane as a crew Nobody knew I had styles Know what I mean? (Yeah) [Verse 1] You know it's ill It's the B-I-Z Markie With my man Chad Muska Guaranteed to rock, like-like this Like-like, like like this Rock like rock like rock rock like this, y'all [Verse 2] I'm the humdinger, the microphone singer Super bell-ringer, here to bring ya The rhyme technique-a, the ill funk freak-a Coming right out of your speakers Never reaching a peak-a Perfection direction, in any section My style is kickin' like Chinese Connection Most Valuable Poet, thirteen years strong The island of Long is where I belong Superb like Goldberg, iller than Godzilla I scared Michael Jackson into writin' a-Thriller The ginger ale sipper, the freestyle flipper Never see me in a pair of Grand Union brown clippers Funk my juice capone, down when I was bony One of the funkiest masters of ceremony Jam, jam, jibbity jam Let me, let me, let me tell you who I am [Chorus] New York, you don't stop L.A., you can't stop Midwest, you won't stop (What) Hey, that bodyrock New York, you don't stop L.A., you can't stop Midwest, you won't stop (What) Hey, that bodyrock [Verse 3] Gotta come all night long, well like my rap Wanna get down, I'll make your hands clap Every time you see me I'll be doing my thing I'm Hello Fried King with the disco flow You know it's satisfaction guaranteed If you're messing with me, you will bleed Listen to me cause I'm the Original B e-e-e-e-e I, Z, M-A-R-K When it comes after fries, they're like this is what I'll say I'm like super duper dopin' open Rock the microphone, you be scopin' Killing the most, coast-to-coast in ya I wake up and eat cheese, eggs, and toast Guaranteed to rock, I don't got no children I just know that I got to go [Chorus] New York, you don't stop L.A., you can't stop Midwest, you won't stop (What) Hey, that bodyrock New York, you don't stop L.A., you can't stop Midwest, you won't stop (What) Hey, that bodyrock [Bridge] I bought a lot of things You might see me on a lot of things, because You know a lot of people fell You know they grab all this stuff and all that And then gully gully We had they chew, they chew I mean, I had a pop hit, "Just A Friend" But I still stay to the streets Where a lot of people get, they try to make a Uh, a bubblegum hit I ain't make that be a bubblegum hit, you know what I mean? It just happened to happen (Yeah yeah) For the next year, you still gonna hear, gonna hear [Outro] New York, L.A Midwest, what, that body rock!