[Biz Markie]  Huh?  Yo this is funky!  We gon' get down to the point  And I'm just gonna say - I'd like to thank my man Rashad  But we gon' get down like this, and you don't stop  A twink-twinkle, a rock the house  And my man Diamond Shell, a rock the house  Can't forget my man Sal, rock the house, and  Felle Fel, rock the house  I can't forget, Capital, rock the house  My man Capital T, will rock the house  And to my man B, a rock the house, and  my man Frankie, a rock the house  I can't forget Doo G, rock the house  and my man Cool V, a rocks the house y'all  Ah to the beat y'all, you don't stop  I'm Biz Markie with the funky sound  and right about now, here's the countdown  One.. two.. one, two, three    [Chorus]  Yo B take it from the top  Yo B take it from the top (sayyy whaaaat?)  Yo B take it from the top  Yo B take it from the top (wellllllll)    [Verse One]  Well I demand respect, so everybody salute  And by the way Backspin, is my attribute  You may or may not, know who I am  But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!  You may know me from "Rockin' With Biz Markie"  Or Shante, when she used to battle Sparky  You might have seen in some videos with other folks  Sittin on the bench while me and Biz was tellin mother jokes  The meaning of my name some people may, try to guess  Yes yes I'm fresh to the flesh, so let me manifest  I make romance, I'm not a freelance  I spin records; BITCH I don't breakdance!  I scoop girls around the world that's what B does  The name Backspin means that B was  born.. as a creative, cut king  Supreme poet, inferior to nothing  Call me the teacher, since I'm the one who taught you  (What's that?) Myyyyyyy DICK! (CAUGHT YOU!)  I'm signin off because my rhyme's complete  I say peace to Chancellor Avenue and Bergen Street    [Chorus]  Yo Cap take it from the top  Yo Cap take it from the top (sayyy whaaaat?)  Yo Cap take it from the top  Yo Cap take it from the top (wellllllll)    [Verse Two]  Well get a grip and, yeah the Capital's rippin  more than just a ordinary style, cold flippin  Those that attempt to diss, or try to take this  title away what? I think you better forget it  Pit-pat this Jack, get off of the crack black  It's the true fact, your record hit the pillow sack  And now you're wonderin how make a comeback  but don't make me laugh, your studio's a two-track  Biz hits the bassline, then I rip the real line  Together it's combined and designed to a master rhyme  A little touch from Cool V himself  An overnight process then it's ready for the shelves  Perfect shit on wax is made  Then bring it to the radio and let it get played  There's no joke and only time to get fanatical  So listen up or pay attention to the Capital  I'm done with the rhyme for the time, so you can have 'em  Aiyyo guys, why don't you throw somethin funky at 'em    [Chorus]  Yo Shell take it from the top  Yo Shell take it from the top (sayyy whaaaat?)  Yo Shell take it from the top  Yo Shell take it from the top (wellllllll)    [Verse Three]  Y'all know me, as the Original D  like to the I say with the A and hey  bust this, M-O-N-D  I grab the mic and recite rhymes in your left ear  It's always def and different  Never somethin from the previous years  I'm quite slim, but rougher than a pair of Timbs  The Diamond Shell will never trip stagger fall or bend  I don't smoke and never ever have I drank no liquor  Bein smooth keeps my rhyme style, that much quicker  So yo hey chief, bust this technique of speak  I'm feelin sheik and also rather unique  I'm smooth as (?), you can't deny I'm  innovative with style, and bound to hit primetime soon  As I tour from Kalamazoo to the moon  Give props to the rapper, the brother dresses Dapper  than Dan cause I'm the man I'd like to make ya toes tap  with the, funky type of flow, I'm smooth as a Lambo'-  -Ghini I dream of Jeannie her hands on my jam  So, once but not twice, this brother's precise  When it comes to snakin girls I get as crooked as loaded dice  Pullin women can't no man compete  I nut 'em all from the Great Wall down to Wall Street  So..    [Chorus]  Yo Fell take it from the top  Yo Fell take it from the top (sayyy whaaaat?)  Yo Fell take it from the top  Yo Fell take it from the top (wellllllll)    [Verse Four]  Ready for the ride I rip rap rapacious  Crews don't slip you're payin penalty slashes  Clashes crashed, but I crash ass or  ravish the mic, and then I'ma pass all  Hard to handle run a gamble like Vegas  But I never lost the force be runnin wages  of pages, and pages, biters think I'm cajun  spice cause I'm so nice and eighteen is my age is  Rappers crumble when I tackle they crackle I ramshackle  Don't even know why they waste time on the pack'll  of nine cause my rhymes do 'em in like rifles  Stress the word, so you know I live trifle  MC's, metamorphosize to digest  days from a faze and my praise is like a rajah  I reckon, that crews that step over this way  think life is a game and they just too pissed to play  Some say, on mics I'm a master  A snatcher, a catcher, a very well matcher  But crews better know that I hit like after,  effects who's next I wreck from now til then  And then when the then comes, I'ma go hit again  like rat-a-tat-tat of the tickedy eatin dick-er whore  So every move I make I make sure, it's riggydiggyraw  Biz    [Verse Five]  Mar, kie the original  Everytime I see V, yo I got material  I was just kickin funky records for you  cause I'm down with the rhythm of a, ah one chk two  Singin, on records, I get respected  It don't matter to me cause you know that I'm connected  with B-M-V Biz Mark and Vaughn  Down to wreck collect and then jet, to the break of dawn  Discombobulate, sentence ain't complete  unless I go {*beatbox*} AHH AHH AHH UHH {*cough*} on beat  Zip-zop-a-zigga-lah, zagga-zucka-zaii  No matter what I say, I always come out fly  because my records get respected as I like jettin  You will agree it's me, cause you know I'm inventin  a different kind of rhythm of rhymin state  That's why you like everything I create  "Pickin' Boogers", "The Vapors", "Just a Friend"  That's just some of the things you can comprehend  So just check it, MC's wreck it  You listen to the Biz Markie, don't disrespect it  Just listen!