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(feat. BizMarkie) [Intro] [Shante] We came here tonight to get started To cold act ill or get retarded... [Verse] [Shante] I'm Shante and the rhymes are def Just rap so fresh 'til I get out of breath Now this is somethin' that we do have to do And this is a team that I must introduce I'm Shante, he's Biz Markie We rap so fresh that they think it's three Three of us who rap together Strong as a bond that is tougher than leather My name is Shante and yes, I'm top choice And you can tell by the sound of my voice That the way that I rock that I am the best Higher than the rest, plus considered fresh Threw on my Filas and my Fila suit SongtexteStepped out my house, I just knew I was cute Bumped into Biz, he had on Filas too I said, "Yo, Biz Markie. What ya wanna do?" He stepped out the house chillin', yes ya know Went outside, it's kinda cold ya know So I threw on the bomber so I could get loose Matter of fact it was my black Goose Stepped outside, everyone was on it I said, "You like it, baby. Don't you want it?" They looked at me, they thought it was funny And out of my pocket came a mint of money Me and Biz went Uptown, yes Chillin' around cos we know we're the best And then this guy came up to me He said, "We want you to make a record, you see" Looked at Biz, said, "Do ya wanna do it?" He said, "Yeah, Shante. There's nothin' to it" I said, "Alright", and time has passed "I saved the money" "Ha ha!" and we laugh... [Biz laughter] "That's not enough... Things are gettin' tough and sort of rough If you're not paying me ten G's or more Then you might as well take your contract out the door" He looked at me, he got so mad And then when he left we were sort of glad No, we don't sniff coke, we don't get high All we do is dress real fly Hang out at a party 'til the mornin' light Chillin' all the time while other MC's bite I say my rhymes, he does the beat And you know me and him could never be defeated We never sing Beat It and no, we don't Eat It And if you do not like it, well yes you can bite it And don't you go and get excited I'm Shante, he's Biz Markie Side by side you know it's we No, I don't speak French, when I say we I mean us two, not 'Yes, sirree' Everyone knows that I am much better Come on Biz Markie, get it together Talk to the girls, you know they are wack Tell those crabs they sound like cats... [Biz mews like a cat while beatboxing!] That subject's cute and it's sort of fine But another subject just came in my mind It's sort of crazy, it's sort of wack I'm talkin' about five-dollar cracks Runnin' round town just stickin' up each other Ready to rob each other's mother Gettin' little capsules, don't wanna choke And all you do is sit down and smoke Your jaws move in, your body gets skinny You spend your money to your very last penny You walk around town in the same old jeans And yes you know just what I mean No, you're not cute and you're sort of wack You're gettin' really skinny, only big as your hat And if you wanna beef I'll tell you so And here's a few things that you should know Yes, it's crack, then it's Peace Come on y'all, take it from me I was told to stay away This is a message from Shante You wanna dress fly and have some cash? Well stay away from it because it's like a rash Once you get it you start to itch It's attached just like a (Hhhuh!) Let's continue with what I said Cos this is somethin' playin' in your head Cos we come to party just to have action Just to prove to you that I'm not Michael Jackson Rap so strong and rap so def Rap 'til I get out of breath Now we have introduced to you Me and Biz, the Def Fresh Crew... [Outro] [Shante] Me and Biz, the Def Fresh Crew That was def. See you later... [Biz] Shiiit... Aus Songtexte Mania