Biz Markie — Not a Freak

[Intro: Biz Markie] In what? In stereo How long, until it's time to go? Baby doll It's the Biz Markie, and the Def Squad! Oh see, we gotta do this again like this, check it out [Verse 1: Biz Markie] You keep on knockin' but you can't come in-ah My way of rhymin', cause you're a beginner You know with my flow, I bring the ill freak funker I'm so unforgettable like Archie Bunker I be catchin' wreck like my name was Randy Moss And always be flossin', my funky diamonds costin' My, my my repertoire Is so bizarre you go hardy-har-har My jingle bell-ah always Roc-A-Fella Even if I go acapella it will still be a best seller I got super sperm, eat wheat germ Never had a cameo, never had a perm I'm not Billy Dee, or R. Kelly Or, Markie Dee or B.I.G I'm a, LITTLE somethin' like Heavy D Because "girls, ah girls they love me" [Chorus: Biz Markie & (Erick Sermon)] I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself I'm not a freak (Yeah), but I can't help myself [Verse 2: Erick Sermon] Yo, I'm that '88 "It's My Thing" rapper You that one year scream "Bling" rapper Dapper than Dapper Dan, my interior's Gucci Overdosin', call me John Belushi Never liked Lucy and I beat Little Ricky Made him cry a river like his name was Britney I rock gold chains, I never wore the platinum Unless records was jewelry and it come from rappin' (WOW!!) Like the Diabolical Biz I'm followin' his, style - how are you kids? This here is real, Mobb Deep underground Take me to Funkytown, and drive around I hop out the Hum mer, the same color as the truck Fake cats lookin' Biz like "Hey whassup?" I'm a vet, and never wore a green suit The only army is Def Squad, believe troop! [Chorus: Biz Markie] I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself [Verse 3: Biz Markie] Ah let's do it, let's do it Work your mind, put your body in-to it I rock the microphone, most definitely I got mo' rhymes than Muhammad Ali I got mo' toys than Mr. Spock I put the party people in a state of shock Listen listen listen to the Emmezah-A Rrazah-K, always makin' your day Without further adieu for you and yours Luckier than a gambler throwin' 3's and 4's Just like Martin Luther I had a dream That I could turn the party out, make the ladies scream With the with the whoa quick unpredictable Like Daffy Duck, I'm diss-pic-a-ble! This is the end, and I'm lettin' you know "I love it party people, but I got to go" [Chorus: Biz Markie] I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself