Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Makin' musical tunes orally, I have perfected
I say def rhymes with funky fresh lyrics
All human beatboxes is not created equal
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
May look and sound easy doin' the human beatbox
Wrong with that kid, makin' that strange noise
That's why I like doin' sounds that's hard to achieve
And everywhere I do it, the people say I'm good
I like doin' it as a hobby or a job
It was like for all the fly girls and all the homeboys
And say, "How you make all them sounds at one time, Biz Markie?"
It's a movement combination with your lip, tongue and throat
Even Mom, Pops and cops say, "What up, Biz?"
My name is, ah Biz Markie
That I'm doin' my beat in a special way
But it's real difficult, even knocked me out my socks
I've been doin' it since fifteen years old
When I do the beat, the party people go into hysterics
Grown people, used to say what
Make the music, make the music
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Rock from New York City all the way down South
All the party people say, "Isn't he somethin'?"
I get the crowd jumpin', get the girls' hearts pumpin'
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
When I walk down the street, people crowd around me
Sayin' rhymes and makin' music with my mouth
Make the music with your mouth
When they came by the DJ and saw who it is
I like to thank people, without no doubt
Make the music
Anything than you want, you gotta work hard for it
Or the Treacherous 3 record, they call 'Action'
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
When they hear my lyrics, they wanna recite 'em
Peace hi, party people, it's time to break out
When I go ah one two, girls get excited
I'ma tell you party people how I began
That's why I'm here to say today
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Use your teeth and your nose for a mysterious high note
And all the rhymes that I say, all the people like
Makin' two or three sounds at one time you can't believe
I even get big respect in my own neighborhood
Not gonna act conceited and say I'm the best
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
It started when I'm livin' in Long Island
Grown people, used to say what's
People treat me like a star and surround me in the mall
You heard the proceedin', now here's the sequel
I'd like to introduce myself
Makin' music orderly is my specialty
I'm very well known and greatly respected
I'm tellin' you a fact and just like it is
Make the music with your mouth
It's the brand new thing they call the human beatbox craze
Hey, when I was a kid, I used to play in the streets
Make the music, make the music
And I can play rappin' records and all disco
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Then I tried it at a homeboy's basement party
I know y'all in the mood, just go with the flow
Make the music with your mouth
Make the music with your mouth
Let me tell you party people, you gotta admit
Make the music with your mouth, Biz
Make the music, make the music
When you hear me do it, you will be shocked and amazed
Well, I'm the human ultra called Biz Markie
Well, I don't just do the beatbox, I rock on the mic
They thought it was a record, they ain't know it was me
But I'm guaranteed to pass any kind of test
Makin' sounds with my mouth, all sorts of beats
Like 'Beat It', 'Billie Jean' by Michael Jackson
You need practice, be ambitious in the schoolin'
Gonna end this rhyme with this one note
Everywhere I go, I always rocked the boat
They said, "Make the music with your mouth, Biz"
I tell 'em it takes a lot of practice and lip control
It's not all the props, spittin', breathin' hard and doin'
Make the music, make the music