Get up out your seat, the grand groove is back
With a beat to sink your teeth in like Wolfman Jack
I'm bringing in the swing like ching a-ling a-ling
Guaranteed to rock and make the microphone sing
I combine funk with a make-a-monk piano
I'm nuts, I'm crazy, I lost it, and man a
Different type of bud in my veign and hey
Like I'm *cookoo cookoo* like a nappy dread
Now it's me, the B-I-Z, M-A-R K-I to the E
As you can see, going to the T-O-O, mo mo most definitely
I concoct to rock, an
At Last lyrics

you wrote your number on the back of his hand
he made a promise you made a plan
he was happy told all of his friends
he had found someone to release him again, at last
talk to him baby, tell him what now
are you glad he made it 
d put you in shock
Not from the past, but I blact like Binac-a
Yeah, the one foots getting ill
Cause nobody beats the Biz still

	The funk is back! (Repeat 4x)

Ooops, well I'm the original B-I-Z Mark
Here to let you know my bite is worse than my bark
I'm coiming out with some freakified funk
If Joanie was around, then I'd be a hump
But since she ain't, I still am the
Hellified king of the R-A-P
I'sa I'sa I'sa here to let you know
I'm the hypnotizing, mezmorizing, stealing the show
Uh-oh, I'm hitting hitting just l
Bailando Sola lyrics

Al caer el sol de la tarde
poco a poco
se me van encendiendo luces
en los ojos
Tan cargada de electricidad
si no me muevo exploto
corre por la piel de la ciudad
sin ir a nungun lugar
Daba, raba, rum bailando
sola en el espejo
da
ike a speaker
My mom dropped the bomb, then God said "Eureka!"
To say a lay masterpiece that's long overdue
>From the streets of California to Kalamazoo
Don't look at me like I'm crazy or dumb
Cause my jinlge will tickle you cerebrum
My sensational delivery will give you a chill
That's why nobody beats the Biz still

	The funk is back! (Repeat 4x)

I'm the super, duper, party pooper
With my loop I'll put you in a stupor
Chump, thump, with doctor's bump
With the trunks of funk to make the heartbeat pump
M ah Z R, K 
Good Girl lyrics


You walk a narrow road
I know you face it on your own
But you've got the will inside
I can see it in your eyes
You're not about mini skirts
And silly reasons just to flirt
'Cause you've got heaven on your side
And that's how y
har, I har, E har
Try hard, a star, rocking the Casbah
My brain maintains with no restraints
Not John Doe or Jane, here to entertain
Feul a, deuler, plus an old schooler
Funk from the crack keep me kicking like I'm ruler
Dunky, drunky, skunky, funky, and pokey
Chunky, a junkie with the monkey on my back
Knack, opposites attract
Biz being wack? Get the bozack!
Skill to ill, plus always thrill
And I be sure that no one beats the Biz still

	The funk is back! (Repeat 4x)

   *the Biz goes off til the song's end*