Released: November 18, 2003
Featuring: Erick Sermon
Songwriter: Erick Sermon Biz Markie
Producer: Osinachi Nwaneri
[Intro: Biz Markie]
In what? In stereo
How long, until it's time to go? Baby doll
It's the Biz Markie, and the Def Squad!
Oh see, we gotta do this again like this, check it out
[Verse 1: Biz Markie]
You keep on knockin' but you can't come in-ah
My way of rhymin', cause you're a beginner
You know with my flow, I bring the ill freak funker
I'm so unforgettable like Archie Bunker
I be catchin' wreck like my name was Randy Moss
And always be flossin', my funky diamonds costin'
My, my my repertoire
Is so bizarre you go hardy-har-har
My jingle bell-ah always Roc-A-Fella
Even if I go acapella it will still be a best seller
I got super sperm, eat wheat germ
Never had a cameo, never had a perm
I'm not Billy Dee, or R. Kelly
Or, Markie Dee or B.I.G
I'm a, LITTLE somethin' like Heavy D
Because "girls, ah girls they love me"
[Chorus: Biz Markie & (Erick Sermon)]
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak (Yeah), but I can't help myself
[Verse 2: Erick Sermon]
Yo, I'm that '88 "It's My Thing" rapper
You that one year scream "Bling" rapper
Dapper than Dapper Dan, my interior's Gucci
Overdosin', call me John Belushi
Never liked Lucy and I beat Little Ricky
Made him cry a river like his name was Britney
I rock gold chains, I never wore the platinum
Unless records was jewelry and it come from rappin'
(WOW!!) Like the Diabolical Biz
I'm followin' his, style - how are you kids?
This here is real, Mobb Deep underground
Take me to Funkytown, and drive around
I hop out the Hum mer, the same color as the truck
Fake cats lookin' Biz like "Hey whassup?"
I'm a vet, and never wore a green suit
The only army is Def Squad, believe troop!
[Chorus: Biz Markie]
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
[Verse 3: Biz Markie]
Ah let's do it, let's do it
Work your mind, put your body in-to it
I rock the microphone, most definitely
I got mo' rhymes than Muhammad Ali
I got mo' toys than Mr. Spock
I put the party people in a state of shock
Listen listen listen to the Emmezah-A
Rrazah-K, always makin' your day
Without further adieu for you and yours
Luckier than a gambler throwin' 3's and 4's
Just like Martin Luther I had a dream
That I could turn the party out, make the ladies scream
With the with the whoa quick unpredictable
Like Daffy Duck, I'm diss-pic-a-ble!
This is the end, and I'm lettin' you know
"I love it party people, but I got to go"
[Chorus: Biz Markie]
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
In what? In stereo
How long, until it's time to go? Baby doll
It's the Biz Markie, and the Def Squad!
Oh see, we gotta do this again like this, check it out
[Verse 1: Biz Markie]
You keep on knockin' but you can't come in-ah
My way of rhymin', cause you're a beginner
You know with my flow, I bring the ill freak funker
I'm so unforgettable like Archie Bunker
I be catchin' wreck like my name was Randy Moss
And always be flossin', my funky diamonds costin'
My, my my repertoire
Is so bizarre you go hardy-har-har
My jingle bell-ah always Roc-A-Fella
Even if I go acapella it will still be a best seller
I got super sperm, eat wheat germ
Never had a cameo, never had a perm
I'm not Billy Dee, or R. Kelly
Or, Markie Dee or B.I.G
I'm a, LITTLE somethin' like Heavy D
Because "girls, ah girls they love me"
[Chorus: Biz Markie & (Erick Sermon)]
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak (Yeah), but I can't help myself
[Verse 2: Erick Sermon]
Yo, I'm that '88 "It's My Thing" rapper
You that one year scream "Bling" rapper
Dapper than Dapper Dan, my interior's Gucci
Overdosin', call me John Belushi
Never liked Lucy and I beat Little Ricky
Made him cry a river like his name was Britney
I rock gold chains, I never wore the platinum
Unless records was jewelry and it come from rappin'
(WOW!!) Like the Diabolical Biz
I'm followin' his, style - how are you kids?
This here is real, Mobb Deep underground
Take me to Funkytown, and drive around
I hop out the Hum mer, the same color as the truck
Fake cats lookin' Biz like "Hey whassup?"
I'm a vet, and never wore a green suit
The only army is Def Squad, believe troop!
[Chorus: Biz Markie]
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
[Verse 3: Biz Markie]
Ah let's do it, let's do it
Work your mind, put your body in-to it
I rock the microphone, most definitely
I got mo' rhymes than Muhammad Ali
I got mo' toys than Mr. Spock
I put the party people in a state of shock
Listen listen listen to the Emmezah-A
Rrazah-K, always makin' your day
Without further adieu for you and yours
Luckier than a gambler throwin' 3's and 4's
Just like Martin Luther I had a dream
That I could turn the party out, make the ladies scream
With the with the whoa quick unpredictable
Like Daffy Duck, I'm diss-pic-a-ble!
This is the end, and I'm lettin' you know
"I love it party people, but I got to go"
[Chorus: Biz Markie]
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
I'm not a freak, but I can't help myself
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- Nobody Beats the Biz
- Pickin’ Boogers
- Make the Music With Your Mouth, Biz
- No Rubber, No Backstage Pass
- Bodyrock
- Ei Ya
- Toilet Stool Rap
- Bad Day
- Bennie and the Jets
- Bad by Myself
- Groovin’
- Funk is Back
- Family Tree
- Hooker Got a Boyfriend
- I’m the Biz Markie
- I’m Singin’
- I’m An Ugly Nigga (So What?)
- Young Girl Bluez
- Let Me Turn You On
- Come Party
- D.P.
- Look Good to Me