[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]