In the Hands of the Gods

(feat. Biz Markie)

Bicka-bicka Biz, bicka- bicka Mark...

I'm the drunk dance rocker
But don't drink Vodka
Never sang a song called Frere Jacques

Rap rhyme schooler
Composition Ruler
In seventh grade I had teacher named Mr. Dooler

I'm very unique and you will agree-ah
One in a million like Mohamed and Aaliyah
A self-believer
An over-achiever
Have more stunts than Coronel Seavers

Ain't no other like B-I-Z
M-A-R, K-I with the E
Hang at the Rucker
Got a Hummer Truck-ah
Wouldn't trade the busy-boy cuz I'm no sucker

I'll be bouncing like a ball
When I say, "Yes, Y'all."
If you don't rock with me you won't rock at all

So check me out
With out no doubt
I'm guaranteed to rock and turn the party out!
We gonna do right....

I'm on
Like popcorn
Like a Saturday nite at the Autobahn

Listen to the Brother
Ain't no other can mess with
The man with the plan
With the most finesse

I make you scream
And I'll make you dance
I'm guaranteed to rock the mike
And put you all in a trance

So listen to the Brother
Ain't no other can stutter
(unintelligable) "ah- whadda a-whadda ah-rock, rock"
MC-Butter

The man to do the "Up, a one-two,"
Or "ah hah hah hah hah"
I rock with you

So listen to me
Cuz I'm THE
Original B-I-Z-M-A-R-K-I
Out with the E!

BABE
I'm guaranteed to rock and turn the party out!
BABE