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