Make The Music With Your Mouth

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