Awww yeah! uh, uh huh
One two, microphone check one two
Microphone check one two, mircophone check one two
Tell you what Im gonna do

On and on and on is how the beat goes
So sell the british walkers and cut the afros
And dance till the feeling is gone in your toes
I wear shorts in the summer, timberlands when it snows
Sometimes I like to chill, sometimes I like to mingle
Sometimes I get the fever for the flavor of a single [bad word] young slimmy, but not too young, though
That s because jimmy might end up on death row
Now this here jam is like a special kind of song
Its not too short, but then again its not too long
I brought someone with me, someone you might know
Hes bound to wreck your body from the tip of your toe
All the way up to your last hair folicle

[biz markie]
Hey hey hey, its me the diabolical
Yes, yall and, its time for me to fall in
To a funky beat to make you have a ball and
Jump, make you move [bad word] on the floor and like pump
Cmon dont be a chump, I see four and maybe five
Live party people but the rest did not survive
(why? ) they had a cardiac arrest
Now rocking microphones is something I do daily and
Making people dance like if I was alvin ailey, and
People just love it when the biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is something I get tricky
And Im the sneaky type to like slip a girl a mickey
And I live the type of life thats far from affordable
Standing on the corner calling cuties on the portable
Me and master ace is fonky (word to miz)
Yo, who is it ace? (its me and the biz)

Its me and the biz (repeat 4x)

[biz markie]
Yo ace, I got an, um, question
Excuse me brother, but can you spare a dime?

[masta ace]
Naw, but if you want, I can kick a funky rhyme
All I need is a groove thats as smooth as a harp and
Im ready to talk nuff [bad word] like al sharpton
I take the stage and engage in a page and
My name is master ace and 22 is the age

[biz markie]
Yo, Im the b-i-z m and, like a lot of women
Bought a new car because the first one was a lemon
Oochie louie findy, me and y cindy
Riding around the block as if I was in the indy
Everybody pointing cause I am the joint and
They know its me, because Im the b-i-z
Sometimes I lie in bed all day and think about my life
Should I just kick rap and settle down with kids and a wife?
And get a regular job where Im working 9 to 5 [bad word]  Im the biz and its great to be alive

[masta ace]
Im making crazy hits, a winner never quits
So those that used to diss me in the past are having fits
But I just sit back and kick my feet up on the table
Cause Im able to rock a crowd without a cable
Or a cuban link and (yo, lincoln wasnt cuban!)
So I still produce def jams like my name was [bad word] M-a-s-t-e-r and this aint store bought hip-hop from a jar and
It sure aint stephanie mills playing dorothy in the wiz
Its me and the biz

Its me and the biz (repeat 4x)

[masta ace]
Im a 100% proof and rag on the roof and
Pulling crazy cuties without a gold tooth
Wilding, styling, this land is my land
(youre a) prisoner to my music like you was on rikers island
slim, soft-spoken brother from the ghetto
My name is master ace and I thought that you should know [bad word] your rhymes like a horse and force
Extra booty lyrics on the crowd like youre the boss
I think youd better keep them to yourself
Do it for yourself, put your lyrics back up on the shelf
Now Im going to pass it to the b-i-z m-a-r-k-i-e
Cause I know you want to see him

[biz markie]
Ah one two, one two, this is what Im gonna do
Keep the place jumping, get it wild like a zoo
If anyone can do it, the b-i-z can
Peace to marley marl, tagedy, and mc shan
And my cousin cool v and, tj swan e and
The jungle brothers swinging from a tree and
Epmd and, nice and smooth b and
Mc craig g and, just i-c-e an