Yo, you know this is.. FON-KAY

I'd like to say rest in peace, to Aaliyah (sweet thing)

And 'Left Eye' Lopez

But, you know, shout out to my man Bruce Lee

Jackie Chan, check it out, Jet Li



[Verse One]

I'ma bring it to you like this

Drop a three pointer from the corner like swish

Walk around with a name belt and a funky new rap

Shell tops new and Space Invaders cap

Old school like, bread and gravy

Me and Monty roll together like Fred and Grady

Ain't, nothin you can say to stop this mad man

Play Defender, Centipede and Ms. Pac-Man

Just like Martin Luther I had a dream

In a house with no heat, just kerosene

Call Biz Mark, so you get the better connection

The type to wear Timbs to a weddin reception

I'm so smart, I even got a GED

Plus a vide-oh-oh, BET, and MTV

I'm the best thing out now go ask your moms

Spendin money on cars just to pass the time



[Chorus]

Four chicken wings with shrimp fried rice, that's good

{*scratch: "Egg foo yung"*}

Beef and broccoli with a little white rice, that's good

{*scratch: "Fried one time"*}

Chicken chow mein with a little white rice, that's good

{*sample: "Mix it mix it up nice"*}

I need a couple of egg rolls in my neighborhood, that's good



[Verse Two]

I'm the Uptown rhymer, large like Big Momma

Keep three girls on the couch like "Oh Drama"

End every line with period, no comma

Hidin out 'til I'm found like Osama

Walk on water, filled with pirahnas

Want the tie within coats with no liner

If I ever lose my girl, I go find her

If not, I got Shirl' and Tawanna

Right back on ya, yep the old timer

Any contract you got, I no sign-a

Don't smoke or use drugs, of no kind-a

Everything that I wear, is de-signer

Just like Dolce, hang with Gabbana

Biz Mark play his part, the show timer

Make any party hot like your sauna

Still keep the crowd controlled with no drama



[Chorus] - change last line to "I need SOME egg rolls.." etc.



[Verse Three]

It's the Mmah, Zah-aYYAH, Rrah, Zah-KaYYAH

When Guiliani leave I will be the Mayor

In the year two-thou', I'm gonna house

I'm still tryin to look up a girl's blouse

Got a Hummer for the summer, Benz for my girlfriend

When it comes to ice, I got a lot of dia-monds

I'm hangin at the Rucker, watchin skip-to-my-loo

Girls askin me to do the {*puh, ah one-two*}

Weather is good, about eighty degrees

My X-Ray vision seein thongs and G's

Thankin the Lord for the beautiful day

I seen people sippin on Tanqueray

Everything's the same, in the new millen'

Seattle is where, they got a Hip-Hop Museum

So listen to the way I rock the spot

Right about now I'ma make you hot



[Chorus] - change last line again



[Biz Markie]

Rrrrrah! The Emmezah..

Hey, Bruce Lee! Jackie Chan! My man Jet Li!

Five Deadly Venoms, the Master Killer

Huang Yu, Angela Mayo, okay

{*Biz imitating the oriental beat*}

I'm the Bizz Markeeee and I can rock

To {???}

I can't forget my man by the name of {?} he rock

He rock, I'm the Biz and I STOP