Turn Tha Party Out

(Intro)
Ah-one two
Okay, okay, o-o-o-o-okay
Paul Nice is the MC (Biz Markie)
We're getting down with the funky sounds
And check it out, here's how you do it

(Verse 1)
Y'all know me as the B-I-Z
That roc a microphone most definitely
Bringing you styles that you never heard
Liked by the thugs, liked by the nerds
I'm real super, hot in the 80's
Even Austin Powers'd say, "Yeahhh baby"
The hip hopper unpredictable showstopper
Whatever I say, ya know its proper
Cuz when I kick it, I kick it like a field goal
Like Erik B and Rakim, ya know I got soul
I got funky rhymes that blow your mind
Buggin' you out without a doubt every single time
I'm cuckoo for cocoa with my vocal
When I'm in San Francisco or when I'm local
The Emmazah, Emmazah, just doing my thing
I'm guaranteed to rock, I make the microphone sing
Rrrah!

(Chorus)
Ladada Ladadada (4x with scratching)

(Verse 2)
Biz in charge and, yo I'm livin' large and
Oooh I like it like El Debarge and
In the tune I can croon with a bang and a boom
So hurry up and get the sick smokers out the room
Before I catch asthma or emphysema
You can catch me in a playsport or a beamer
I rip and rag, play freeze tag
But since I got older its all such a drag
But it don't matter now like Purina cat chow
The first beat I did was meow meow (meow meow)
Don't have a son or daughter even though I oughta
Its almost ten years since I rocked at the Quarters
Rooftop, Roseland, oohs baby what a man
Now I plays the Tunnel, Q Club and The Grand
Yo Paul (yeah yeah), let the music cease
When I count to three everybody say peace
Rrrah!

(Chorus until end)