Lyrics Tear Shit Up - Biz Markie
(Featuring
Jazzy
Jeff)
[Biz
Markie]
Huh-huh,
uh-huh,
yeah,
uh-huh
Y′all
know,
uh-huh,
uh,
uh-huh
Y'all
know,
uh,
uh
uh-huh
Check
it
out
{"C′mon!"
- Chuck
D}
[Verse
One
- every
last
word
or
syllable
is
echoed]
Don't
go
to
Getty,
go
to
Exxon
Like
"Bonita
Applebum,"
ya
gotta
put
me
on
Got
good
luck
like
Lucky
Charms
leprechaun
Can't
believe
Freaky
Tah
and
Big
L
is
gone
You
think
I′m
a
mailman,
well
my
delivery
Ain′t
no
other
brother
like
the
B-I
with
the
Z
Emezah-A-Rrrah,
say
K-I
with
the
E
I
got
mo'
rhymes
than
Muhammad
Ali
Not
number
one
but
here
to
have
fun
Guaranteed
to
proceed
and
get
the
job
done
Y′all,
know,
my
competition
is
none
Funky
funky
fresh
from
the
day
I
begun
You
rock
with
me,
you're
guaranteed
to
have
a
ball
Got
a
big
belly,
over
six
feet
tall
My
favorite
team
is
the
Vikings
when
I
watch
football
Here′s
another
one
to
get
you
off
the
wall
[Chorus
- unknown
female
while
Jeff
scratches]
He's
Biz
Markie,
as
you
can
see
He
came
to
tear
tear
tear
shit
up
{"C′mon!"}
He's
Biz
Markie,
as
you
can
see
He
came
to
tear
tear
tear
shit
up
{"C'mon!"}
He′s
Biz
Markie,
as
you
can
see
He
came
to
tear
tear
tear
shit
up
{"C′mon!"}
He's
Biz
Markie,
as
you
can
see
He
came
to
tear
tear
tear
shit
up,
up,
up
{"C′mon!"}
[Verse
Two
- with
the
same
echo]
Soon
to
be
elected
in
the
Hall
of
Fame
I
rock
the
microphone,
emceeing's
my
game
I
flip
so
many
styles,
my
name
should
be
Flipper
On
Three′s
Company,
I
wish
I
was
Jack
Tripper
Back
in
the
days,
I
used
to
eat
{?}litina{?}
Back
in
the
days,
my
sister
had
a
Thumbelina
Back
in
the
days,
I
liked
a
girl
named
Angelina
Back
in
the
days,
I
wanted
to
get
in
between
her
My
jingle
bella,
always
Roc-A-Fella
Even
my
acapella
will
be
a
best
seller
She
couldn't
believe
what
I
had
achieved
Funky
like
ring
around
the
collar,
doo
doo
on
the
sleeves
Enquiring
minds
always
want
to
know
How
did
I
get
my
ill
freestyle
flow?
I
just
tell
′em
straight
up
without
no
B
Ask
me
no
questions
yo,
here's
my
ID
[Chorus]
[Verse
Three
- same
echo
once
again]
I'm
not
Captain
Kirk,
or
Mr.
Spock
When
I
put
the
party
people
in
a
state
of
shock
I′m
like
Mark
Twain,
or
Shakespeare
Cause
when
I′m
on
the
stage,
people
throw
they
hands
in
the
air
Wavin
'em
wild,
like
in
a
frenzy
Dog
in
the
house
like
I′m
Spuds
McKenzie
I'm
just
doin
it,
just
rockin
the
house
Sucker
MC′s
is
spiders
or
mouse
Comin
off
the
top
of
my
head
I'm
not
dumb
so
don′t
be
misled
When
I
was
young,
I
never
pissed
in
the
bed
Always
listened
to
what
my
moms
and
pops
said
Love
reggae
so
much,
you
could
call
me
a
dred
Got
a
big
belly
so
you
know
I'm
well
fed
And
I'm
a
lover-lover
like
my
name
is
Ed
And
I′m
+2
Awesome+
like
K
and
Teddy
Ted
[Chorus]
- 2X
1 Intro
2 Tear Shit Up
3 Chinese Food - Album Mix
4 Let Me See You Bounce
5 Like A Dream
6 Biz Clownin' (Interlude)
7 Throw Back
8 Friends
9 Do Your Thang
10 Country (Interlude)
11 Turn Back the Hands of Time
12 Games
13 Not a Freak
14 Party to the Break-A-Day
15 Beatbox (Interlude)
16 For the DJ'z
17 Get Down
18 Ei Ya
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