Do Your Thang

[biz + p. diddy]

And you don't stop

And you can't stop

[p. diddy] yeah, yeah - i like this

[b-i-z] if you

[diddy] if you

[b-i-z] wanna know

[diddy] wanna know

[b-i-z] the real deal, about the biz

[diddy] a-say what, a-say what?

[b-i-z] well i'm the biz markie

[diddy] and i'm the p. diddy

[b-i-z] so you know what time it is

[diddy] a-come on

[b-i-z] if you

[diddy] if you

[b-i-z] wanna know

[diddy] wanna know

[b-i-z] the real deal, about the biz

[diddy] a-say what?

[diddy] and that's comin from me, the p. diddy

[diddy] and you know what time it is, righhht

[p. diddy]

So come on diabolical

Don't stop and don't you dare quit

Just get on the mic, sit on the mic

Spit on the mic and don't you dare quit!

[biz markie]

When i get on the mic, i guarantee

There's no better mc than biz markie

Everything i say, or anything i do

Will move yo' posse or your crew

When you me hear me say, and what i play

Affects a lot of people in the strangest way

Well i'm too cold to freeze, too hot to burn

And i never miss a tag when it's my turn

Cause i can, rock the mic if you give me a chance

Cool v'll cut the record, make you do the 'biz dance'

I can - flip the crowd with a wave of my hand

I'm the diabolical, "and you know this maaaaaan!"

[chorus]

You can do your thang, and any-thang you choose

But please, please, leave my thang alone

You can do your thang, and any-thang you choose

But please, please, leave my thang alone

[biz markie]

I'm the court jester, the manifester

I used to buy my clothes at a.j. lester's

The rhymerator, the beat creator

Whack rappers get dropped like a hot potato

The dime repeater, the mc greeter

Knuckle bleeder, no need for a heater

The only mc in history

Who didn't even have to r-a-p

The bum destroyer, i'm comin for ya

Got took to court and didn't need a lawyer

Make james brown get down (yeah yeah)

Made beretta go get her (yeah yeah)

Made laverne and bill cosby (yeah yeah)

Go change they sweaters (yeah yeah)

I fought mike tyson, dropped him in 4

Went to fort knox and kicked down the door

Rocked seven continents with all this flow

"and this is somethin for the radi-ohhhh"

[chorus]

[biz markie]

Got ladies screamin stranje stranje

With the rhythm and rhymes and style that i display

If rap was sex, i'd be a porno star

With sade, and janet, in a menage-a-trois

Merrily merrily, life is just a dream-ah

First car, i ever had was a beamer

First girl, i ever had was a screamer

I got out of breath and almost caught emphysema

Put the party people in a state of shock

While biz compose songs like sebastian bach

This is the end of this scenario

Like robin harris, "i gotta go - gotta go!"

[chorus] - repeat 2x w/ ad libs

[sung ad libs before a quick fadeout]