We Write The Songs (feat. Heavy D & Biz Markie)

Текст песни Marley Marl - We Write The Songs (feat. Heavy D & Biz Markie)

[Intro: Biz Markie]
Give me the beat, boy
This is funky
Yo, it's just me and Heavy D in the house
I can't forget my man Marley Marl, haha, hey
I got Keith and Shawn right next to me with the jewelry
I'd like to send this out to my man, Cool V
Who you wanna send out to?
DJ Eddie F, Trouble T-Roy, and my man G-Wiz up in the money-earnin'
I can't forget Big Daddy Kane
And my whole crew, Cool Joe Brown from Centereach
And we gon' do a little something like this
Like what?

[Verse 1: Biz Markie & Heavy D]
I'm the original B-I-Z Mark
Buyin' a record like collecting put ya body in the park
This is a little something for the Juice Crew
From Hev and the Boyz and Biz and DJ's one-two
This is a little something from Biz Markie
To make you get up and D-A-N-C-E
That's why I made this one just for you
To do the Heavy D Shake and the Biz Dance, too
Now I'ma get deep like Jacques Cousteau
And the stuff that I be saying is always thorough
That's why I'm here to introduce a doo-doo-def rap
To make your hands clap, feet tap
I'm like the diabolical scientist mystified
To send extra-crazy super-like funky vibes
'Cause I always come up with stuff nobody else does
That's why they call me The Inhuman Orchestra, 'cause
The Heavy D, say hi, hey, yo, what you wanna know?
I wanna know if you can rock the disco show
[Verse 2: Heavy D]
Now, yes, on the smooth tip, the Overweight Lover
I'm on your radio and on your magazine cover
I drink Coca-Colo, remain the rhyme solo
Always wear Nike, once in a while I sport Polo
Before I go to bed I drink my milk and eat cookies
Never liked school, so I used to play hooky
New jacks in rap, I choose to call 'em rookie
Your choice is the Heavy D voice, now you can boogie
Emcees think I'm new to this, they must be dizzy
'Cause on the microphone, Hev'll keep the crowd busy
Nothing in the world could ever stop my groove
The Overweight Lover's in the house, and I can get smooth

[Chorus: Biz Markie & Heavy D]
We write the songs that make the whole world sing (Hahaha, hey)
We write the songs to all crazy things
We write the songs that make the emcees cry
Me and Heavy D, we write the songs, we write the songs

[Verse 3: Biz Markie & Heavy D]
So party people in the place, without further adieu
The S-K B-I-Z M-A-R-K-I-E is for you
Well I'm Long Island's number one with the rhymes I invent
Say, spit the story out to all you ladies and gents
L.I.'s number one master of funk for all you ladies
Guaranteed to rock the mic and take out all you emcees
That's why you hear me rockin' as one of the best
I come first place and end ya contest
With the bass in your face that you'll appreciate
I'm known as the living legend and the all-time great
You know other emcees are in a hell of a predicament
They go against the S-K Biz Markie in this tournament
I go to a party, I am a spectator
When you battle me, I am Darth Vader
I'm psyching all your ladies in the place for a ten
Then all you do, chill in the room for the money you spent
I came here to ride beats for your satisfaction
Biz Markie and Heavy D is the special attraction
When I came to the door you pay ten ducats
If you battle me I take you out to—
Brotha bad and rockin' off for any kinda wreck
Can get the girls so hot they want to get naked
I'm super-duper emcee and I'm educated
1982, the year I graduated
Heavy D, say hi, yo, what you wanna know?
I wanna know if you, I wanna know if you
I wanna know if you can rock the show
[Verse 4: Heavy D, Biz Markie, Heavy D & Biz Markie]
Mother, have mercy on those who cursed me
I wreck for respect
But first me and Biz Markie's gonna dance a little
So eat your tender vittle (Oops)
I mean your chicken little, yo, can I get a little?
Microphone check one-two and three, an'
I am Heavy D and he's the B-I-Z M-A-R-K-I-E an'
For better, for worse, but not forgotten
Always fresh, never stale or even rotten
So Biz Markie, say hi, hi, what you wanna know?
I wanna know if you can rock like the disco show

[Chorus: Biz Markie & Heavy D]
We write the songs that make the whole world sing (Uh, uh)
We write the songs to all the crazy things (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
We write the songs that make the emcees cry
We write the songs, we write the songs

[Outro: Heavy D & Biz Markie]
A-diddley-diddley-diddley-hey, y'all, hey, uh
Gimme the beat, boy, fi save my soul
Gwan talk a likkle rock and roll
And we can slip away, ayy, ya (Rasta)
Rapper Heavy D, lord have mercy, let dem sing, uh
Gimme a beat, boy, fi save my soul
Gwan talk a little rock and roll
And we can slip away, hey, geez, sounds crazy
Ah, lord have mercy, gwan, God have mercy
Don't you curse me
Biz Mark rep inside Jersey
Come from Mount Vernon
Yo, I'd like to thank all the radio stations out there playin' our record
Like y'all in California, Texas, Chicago and all 'em
Plus they're reppin' in all the coasts, hahahahaha
What do you got to say, Hev? (Downtown, uptown)
No matter where you're from, we must come as one
Biz Mark and Heavy D hope to have fun now
Hey, and we'd like to end it off like this
Yeah, I'm gonna end it off like this, check it out, check it out
We write the songs they play