Biz Markie feat. Lil' Kal Like a Dream Lyrics

Weekend Warrior Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Tear Shit Up
  • 3 Chinese Food
  • 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
  • [Chorus]
    It's my country, you can say what you, wanna say about me
    But at the end of the day I'll be countin' my mo-ney
    It's like a dream - yeah, it's like a dream - yeah
    Cause at the end of the day I'll be countin' my mo-ney

    It's the Emzah-A, are-Rzah-Kayah
    Like the internet, I am here to stay-ah
    Been a long time, I know it's been years
    "Oops! I Did it Again" like Britney Spears
    Like +The Matrix+, I Keanu Reeves
    Ring around the collar and doo doo on the sleeves
    I'm explosive, like, dynamite
    I should be on "Entertainment Tonight"
    Or "Access Hollywood" or "Soul Train"
    I'm so on fire, I fart propane
    Don't use Rogaine, got a head full of hair
    'Cause the brother on the mic is so debonair
    I'm so cool, the Fonz say "EYY!"
    'Cause I'm the best MC from around my way
    Never listen to what haters say
    I just stay focused like Kobe in L.A.

    [Chorus]

    I'ma do it, like I never have done it
    Never got drunk and never got blunted
    The {?} in my ear, they cost about a hundred
    If the record's a hit, you know the Biz spun it
    Super educated master rap techniquer
    Ill funk freaker every day of the week-ah
    Whether it's Kim, Agnes, Monique or Tamika
    My unique physique make 'em all weaker and weaker
    'Cause I'm hung, like +Mighty Joe Young+
    They all get sprung, from the joy that I brung
    I drive a Hummer, I'm hot like Donna Summers
    I'm one of the first human (rum-a-pum pummers)
    No matter what they say, I always sound flyer
    Than anyone you heard, or even de-sired
    Yes it's me, I'm the Original be-I-Z
    M-A-are-K-I with the E

    [Chorus]

    The beat don't stop 'til everybody's gone
    I'm old school like a bag of Bonton
    Like the Mary Jane Girls I go "All Night Long"
    Hit you in the head like El Kabong
    My style is masculine, far from feminine
    I got soul like James Brown and Rakim and them
    I don't know what you came to do
    I came to rock the house for you
    From sunny California to Kalamazoo!
    Been rockin' parties since ninety-two
    I know you heard that 'Reality Bites'
    But I'm +Liver+ than the show called 'Saturday Night'
    I stay on, looks like, city lights
    Chicks cling on me like ballerina tights
    Like Minnie Mouse and Courageous Cat
    You can't beat that with a baseball bat!

    [Chorus]

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