And yes y'all, yes y'all

This is, a different type of dedication

To my man Marcus from Kansas City

But I'm just tellin ya straight on up

Don't be messin with no drugs

Whether you're young, whether you're old

Whether you're bad, whether you're bold

Don't mess with it cause it's not for the soul

And we gonna do it a little somethin

with three subjects like this..



[Biz Markie]

Subject one is about a brother by the name of John

Who was sellin crack, just like it was Avon

And you know y'know the reason I say "was"

Because that's no longer what my man John does

There was a time when he was wearin much gold

Drivin a Benz, Jaguar and a Rolls

The lifestyle he lived was far from penny ante

Yo-ho-ho-ho-ho, word to granny's panties

Cause he would make dough-roll, and swing it like a yo-yo

Bein broke, was just a no-no

But then the day came when John got caught

And he was dropped like pantyhose without support

You shoulda thought about, what you did in the past

To realize, this fast livin wouldn't last

But, the same guy that was a big hoodlum

Is now in jail, waitin for someone to duke him



[Chorus x4: kids singing]

Things get a little easier

Once you learn to understand it



[Biz Markie]

Subject two, and this one is a doozy

A messed up story about a girl named Suzy

Now when you're on WIC, the problems may seem enough

But you know she had to get Scotty to beam her up

On a crack mission, no type of ambition

Make blunts disappear better than a magician

Her eyes got dim, her body got slim

She said there's nothin in the world like a good ol' stem

On and like on and, and it was strong

Grabbed her pipe and sung a song

"I want to get HIGH.. so high!"

"I want to get HIGH.. so high!"

She'd go out buy a nice rock just to suit her

Then hit the weed spot to be blessed by buddha

Bum offa Lucy to complete her stimulation

Put it all together for a perfect combination

I mean this girl would actually buy a rock with

the very last dime she got in her pocket

And when she saw her friends, comin from the spot

Like Prudential, she got a piece of their rock

That's why



[Chorus]



[Biz Markie]

Subject three, finally, the

E-N-D about a girl by the name of Marie

She used to be hot, most beautiful to the utmost

I mean this girl was blessed with an overdose

of curves, swerves, word to the mother my brother

And boy did the B-I-Z love her

But then.. {*singing*} those.. were.. the.. DAYS

My friend.. we thought they'd never end

And she looked alright, to the S-K Biz Markie

But then she got on drugs

Started wearin extensions and rugs

And let me tell you what say happened to Marie

{*rapping*} because nowadays Marie don't look so hot

Everytime that I see her, she's headed for the spot

Her hair is all knotty, got Scotty got her body

And her underarms kickin like the ho know karate

Her clothes are real dirty, and usually the same

As for money she don't have a dime to claim

Because when I saw the girl the other day

She was puttin a pack of Now-or-Laters on layaway



[Chorus: fades out]