[Chorus: Lil' Kal + possibly others] It's my country, you can say what you, wanna say about me But at the end of the day I'll be countin my mo-ney It's like a dream - yeah, it's like a dream - yeah cause at the end of the day I'll be countin my mo-ney
[Verse One: Biz Markie] It's the Emzah-A, R-Rzah-Kayah Like the internet, I am here to stay-ah Been a long time, I know it's been years "Oops! I Did it Again" like Britney Spears Like +The Matrix+, I - Keanu Reeves Ring around the collar and doo doo on the sleeves I'm explosive, like, dynamite I should be on "Entertainment Tonight" Or "Access Hollywood" or "Soul Train" I'm so on fire, I fart propane Don't use Rogaine, got a head full of hair Cause the brother on the mic is so debonnaire I'm so cool, the Fonz say "EYY!" Cause I'm the best MC from around my way Never listen to what haters say I just stay focused like Kobe in L.A.
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[Verse Two: Biz Markie] I'ma do it, like I never have done it Never got drunk and never got blunted The {?} in my ear, they cost about a hundred If the record's a hit, you know the Biz spun it Super educated master rap techniquer Ill funk freaker every day of the week-ah Whether it's Kim, Agnes, Monique or Tamika My unique physique make 'em all weaker and weaker Cause I'm hung, like +Mighty Joe Young+ They all get sprung, from the joy that I brung I drive a Hummer, I'm hot like Donna Summers I'm one of the first human (rum-a-pum pummers) No matter what they say, I always sound flyer Than anyone you heard, or even de-sired Yes it's me, I'm the Original B-I-Z M-A-R-K-I with the E
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[Verse Three: Biz Markie] The beat don't stop 'til everybody's gone I'm old school like a bag of Bonton Like the Mary Jane Girls I go "All Night Long" Hit you in the head like El Kabong My style is masculine, far from feminine I got soul like James Brown and Rakim and them I don't know what you came to do I came to rock the house for you From sunny California to Kalamazoo! Been rockin parties since ninety-two I know you heard that +Reality Bites+ But I'm +Liver+ than the show called +Saturday Night+ I stay on, looks like, city lights Chicks cling on me like ballerina tights Like Minnie Mouse and Courageous Cat You can't beat that with a baseball bat!
[Verse One: Biz Markie] This is a story about without a doubt When I'm done, you will all scream and shout They always say time is on our side If it is, why is it a rough ride? If I could save time or return to the past I would bring back the good times, hate to last Like when I was the size of Jay-Z Back when Ra was still with Eric B Remember when friends was friends, and LL had a Benz? And cell phones and beepers was the new trends? When Koch was the mayor and Reagan was the Pres? We listened to what other enemies said
[Chorus: Lil' Kal] I wish there was somethin made, or somethin designed Where I could turn back the hands of time I wish there was somethin made, or somethin designed Where I could turn back the hands of time
[Verse Two: Biz Markie] I know y'all remember goin to Great Adventure On Labor Day on the Beach in Virginia The beginnin of the summer, at Jones Beach When t-shirts, were ten dollars each Didn't matter if you had a Lex, Beamer or a Benz As long, as you had room for, all of the friends Mr. Softee came through, or the Good Humor truck When ice cream, was less than a buck If it was up to me and I could turn back the clock I'd bring Masterdon, Buffy, and Scott LaRock So - please listen to my song and rhyme If I can turn back the hands of time
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[Verse Three: Biz Markie] If I could turn time back in a rhyme I'd bring back Bird, Magic, Jordan - in their prime Remember the days OH, remember the days When they had the high-top, fade craze Want back Big Daddy Kane, Fresh Prince and Kid & Play "Ohhh, what a beautiful day!" When parties was parties, and clubs was clubs You could tell the real MC's from all the scrubs When havin your own style and originality And your character and real personality But I have to go, and off I sign If I can turn back the hands of time
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[Biz Markie] I wish there was somethin made Bring back Aaliyah! (Jam Master Jay) I wish there was somethin made to bring back Biggie and Tupac I wish there was somethin made to bring back Scott LaRock I wish somethin bad, I wish there was somethin made to bring back, Left Eye (Barry White) I wish there was somethin to bring back my man Dahsil Masterdon I wish there was somethin made to bring back my man Keith Cowboy My man B.O., my man Step from Baltimore I wish there was somethin to bring back all the strange people that I knew that, was a part of my life (For all of our loved ones that have passed away)