| I’m the most honored, storied, sound of soul! | 
| Hey to everybody and, people that say partyin | 
| It’s time to hear a funky rhyme from me the Biz Markie again | 
| As I just display 'em, the way I like say 'em | 
| The stutter steppin style that I use to amuse and HEY | 
| I’m the original, hellified king-ing | 
| For freaky sound, for throwin down, and you know that I’m bringing | 
| The crowd to enjoyment, by what I do Like | 
| I keep the people cheerin, because of what they hearin | 
| Movin and groovin, to a devestatin sound that’s glarin | 
| Because they’re in the mood for me The B-I-Z the Emmezah-Emmezah-A-R-K-I-E | 
| The party rippin, never trippin, king of crowd pleasin | 
| I can turn it out without a doubt in any season | 
| I entertain crowds, a million and thous' | 
| Homeboys makin noise, as I do browse through a girl’s blouse | 
| Say the funky rhyme to make the girls get naked | 
| I can turn it out, with different sounds on my record | 
| That I say give 'em, as y’all exault the rhythm | 
| The magnificent record maker of Prism | 
| The Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off | 
| The Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off | 
| The Biz, Mark, is, ah goin off | 
| The Biz | 
| Ha ha ha ha ha! | 
| Check out this bizarre | 
| Rappin style used by me, the B-I-Z | 
| Emm-A-R-K-I with the E and, you will be agreein | 
| A brother ain’t a brother unless he is say like G’n | 
| Up with his technique and, keep the people freakin | 
| Like me the Biz Markie because my style is so unique and | 
| Guaranteed to rock the mic with rhymes that I say | 
| I’m just as good as Clint Eastwood, so won’t you make my day | 
| Markie the original, yes I am the boss | 
| And I can rock the microphone for you and yours | 
| Go 'til my voice is hoarse | 
| Then take a pause, annnd you know, of course | 
| I can rock a party, with so much force | 
| I’m the greatest entertainer Marley came across | 
| Puttin pictures in photomat to give 'em a gloss | 
| And I don’t eat spaghetti without the meat sauce | 
| Whether Ragu, Prego, Hunt’s or Aunt Millie | 
| You wanna get dissed? | 
| Then try to get illy | 
| with me the inhuman, because I’m like boomin | 
| Reagan is the Pres, but so was Harry Truman | 
| Now! | 
| I make rhymes, each and every day | 
| And always seem to come up with somethin fresh to say | 
| In January, February, March April May | 
| And the other seven months of the year, but anyway | 
| Hey, feel the lay okay, here’s a rhyme I must display | 
| When I’m finished you be in it sayin HIP HIP HOORAY! | 
| I will be an emcee, 'til I’m old and grey | 
| And I can even rock the mic with tooth decay, decay | 
| Yo — ladies of the 80's know that I’m the | 
| Original B-I-Z-M-A-R-K-I say with an E You know me, and my man Big Daddy | 
| I can’t forget, Cutmaster Cool V And my partner, my best friend TJ Swannie | 
| Rockin the mic would say most definitely | 
| So listen don’t be missin, I will never be dissin | 
| I just rock the mic, and always have discipline | 
| Listen to the brother ain’t no other you discover | 
| I rock up the mic just like if I’m, your, mother! | 
| I!!! | 
| — am the magnificent… | 
| I!!! | 
| — am the magnificent… | 
| I’m the most honored, storied, sound of soul! | 
| Go Biz Mark! | 
| Go Biz Mark! | 
| Go Biz go Biz go Biz Mark! |