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Biz Markie - Turn tha Party Out lyrics
(Intro - Biz Markie)
 A-one two
 Okay, Okay, O-O-O-O-Okay
 Paul Nice and the MC (Biz Markie)
 We're getting down to the funky sounds
 And check it out, here's how you do it
 (Verse 1 - Biz Markie)
 Y'all know me, as the B-I-Z
 That rock the microphone most definitely
 Bringing you styles that you never heard
 Liked by the thugs, liked by the nerds
 I'm real super, hot in the eighties
 Even Austin Powers'd say "Yeah baby"
 The hip-hopper, unpredictable showstopper
 Whatever I say, you know it's proper
 When I kick it, I kick it like a field goal
 Like Eric B & Rakim, you know I got soul
 I got funky rhymes to blow your mind
 Funking you out, without a doubt, Aries is my sign
 I'm cookoo for cocoa with my vocal
 When I'm in San Francisco or when I'm local
 The Emmazah, Emmazah, just doing my thing
 I'm guaranteed to rock and make the microphone sing
 (Chorus)
 La da da, la da da da (I'm bound to wreck your bodyBiz Markie - Turn tha Party Out - http://motolyrics.com/biz-markie/turn-tha-party-out-lyrics.html
 and say turn tha party out)
 La da da, la da da da (The magnificent Biz Markie) (wooo)
 La da da, la da da da (I'm bound to wreck your body
 and say turn tha party out)
 La da da, la da da da (All the party people say "isn't he something?")
 (Verse 2 - Biz Markie)
 Biz in charge and, yo I'm livin large and
 Oooh I like it like El Debarge and
 In the tune I can croon with a bang and a boom
 So hurry up and get the six smokers out the room
 Before I catch Asthma or Emphysema
 You can catch me in a playsport or a beamer
 I rip and rag, play freeze tag
 But since I got older, it's all such a drag
 But it don't matter now like Purina cat chow
 The first beat I did was meow, meow, meow
 Don't have a son or daughter even though I oughta
 Its almost ten years since I rocked at the quarters
 Roof top, Roseland, ooh baby what a man
 Now I play the tunnel ??? in a grand
 Yo Paul (yeah, yeah) let the music cease
 When I count to three everybody say peace
Chorus
(cutting and scratching of various Biz phrases)

















