Song | Things Get a Little Easier |
Artist | Biz Markie |
Album | The Biz Never Sleeps |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Biz Markie | |
And yes y'all, yes y'all | |
This is, a different type of dedication | |
To my man Marcus from Kansas City | |
But I'm just tellin ya straight on up | |
Don't be messin with no drugs | |
Whether you're young, whether you're old | |
Whether you're bad, whether you're bold | |
Don't mess with it cause it's not for the soul | |
And we gonna do it a little somethin | |
with three subjects like this.. | |
(Biz Markie) | |
Subject one is about a brother by the name of John | |
Who was sellin crack, just like it was Avon | |
And you know y'know the reason I say "was" | |
Because that's no longer what my man John does | |
There was a time when he was wearin much gold | |
Drivin a Benz, Jaguar and a Rolls | |
The lifestyle he lived was far from penny ante | |
Yo-ho-ho-ho-ho, word to granny's panties | |
Cause he would make dough-roll, and swing it like a yo-yo | |
Bein broke, was just a no-no | |
But then the day came when John got caught | |
And he was dropped like pantyhose without support | |
You shoulda thought about, what you did in the past | |
To realize, this fast livin wouldn't last | |
But, the same guy that was a big hoodlum | |
Is now in jail, waitin for someone to duke him | |
(Chorus x4: kids singing) | |
Things get a little easier | |
Once you learn to understand it | |
(Biz Markie) | |
Subject two, and this one is a doozy | |
A messed up story about a girl named Suzy | |
Now when you're on WIC, the problems may seem enough | |
But you know she had to get Scotty to beam her up | |
On a crack mission, no type of ambition | |
Make blunts disappear better than a magician | |
Her eyes got dim, her body got slim | |
She said there's nothin in the world like a good ol' stem | |
On and like on and, and it was strong | |
Grabbed her pipe and sung a song | |
"I want to get HIGH.. so high!" | |
"I want to get HIGH.. so high!" | |
She'd go out buy a nice rock just to suit her | |
Then hit the weed spot to be blessed by buddha | |
Bum offa Lucy to complete her stimulation | |
Put it all together for a perfect combination | |
I mean this girl would actually buy a rock with | |
the very last dime she got in her pocket | |
And when she saw her friends, comin from the spot | |
Like Prudential, she got a piece of their rock | |
That's why | |
(Chorus) | |
(Biz Markie) | |
Subject three, finally, the | |
E-N-D about a girl by the name of Marie | |
She used to be hot, most beautiful to the utmost | |
I mean this girl was blessed with an overdose | |
of curves, swerves, word to the mother my brother | |
And boy did the B-I-Z love her | |
But then.. {*singing*} those.. were.. the.. DAYS | |
My friend.. we thought they'd never end | |
And she looked alright, to the S-K Biz Markie | |
But then she got on drugs | |
Started wearin extensions and rugs | |
And let me tell you what say happened to Marie | |
{*rapping*} because nowadays Marie don't look so hot | |
Everytime that I see her, she's headed for the spot | |
Her hair is all knotty, got Scotty got her body | |
And her underarms kickin like the ho know karate | |
Her clothes are real dirty, and usually the same | |
As for money she don't have a dime to claim | |
Because when I saw the girl the other day | |
She was puttin a pack of Now-or-Laters on layaway | |
(Chorus: fades out) |
zuo ci : Biz Markie | |
And yes y' all, yes y' all | |
This is, a different type of dedication | |
To my man Marcus from Kansas City | |
But I' m just tellin ya straight on up | |
Don' t be messin with no drugs | |
Whether you' re young, whether you' re old | |
Whether you' re bad, whether you' re bold | |
Don' t mess with it cause it' s not for the soul | |
And we gonna do it a little somethin | |
with three subjects like this.. | |
Biz Markie | |
Subject one is about a brother by the name of John | |
Who was sellin crack, just like it was Avon | |
And you know y' know the reason I say " was" | |
Because that' s no longer what my man John does | |
There was a time when he was wearin much gold | |
Drivin a Benz, Jaguar and a Rolls | |
The lifestyle he lived was far from penny ante | |
Yohohohoho, word to granny' s panties | |
Cause he would make doughroll, and swing it like a yoyo | |
Bein broke, was just a nono | |
But then the day came when John got caught | |
And he was dropped like pantyhose without support | |
You shoulda thought about, what you did in the past | |
To realize, this fast livin wouldn' t last | |
But, the same guy that was a big hoodlum | |
Is now in jail, waitin for someone to duke him | |
Chorus x4: kids singing | |
Things get a little easier | |
Once you learn to understand it | |
Biz Markie | |
Subject two, and this one is a doozy | |
A messed up story about a girl named Suzy | |
Now when you' re on WIC, the problems may seem enough | |
But you know she had to get Scotty to beam her up | |
On a crack mission, no type of ambition | |
Make blunts disappear better than a magician | |
Her eyes got dim, her body got slim | |
She said there' s nothin in the world like a good ol' stem | |
On and like on and, and it was strong | |
Grabbed her pipe and sung a song | |
" I want to get HIGH.. so high!" | |
" I want to get HIGH.. so high!" | |
She' d go out buy a nice rock just to suit her | |
Then hit the weed spot to be blessed by buddha | |
Bum offa Lucy to complete her stimulation | |
Put it all together for a perfect combination | |
I mean this girl would actually buy a rock with | |
the very last dime she got in her pocket | |
And when she saw her friends, comin from the spot | |
Like Prudential, she got a piece of their rock | |
That' s why | |
Chorus | |
Biz Markie | |
Subject three, finally, the | |
END about a girl by the name of Marie | |
She used to be hot, most beautiful to the utmost | |
I mean this girl was blessed with an overdose | |
of curves, swerves, word to the mother my brother | |
And boy did the BIZ love her | |
But then.. singing those.. were.. the.. DAYS | |
My friend.. we thought they' d never end | |
And she looked alright, to the SK Biz Markie | |
But then she got on drugs | |
Started wearin extensions and rugs | |
And let me tell you what say happened to Marie | |
rapping because nowadays Marie don' t look so hot | |
Everytime that I see her, she' s headed for the spot | |
Her hair is all knotty, got Scotty got her body | |
And her underarms kickin like the ho know karate | |
Her clothes are real dirty, and usually the same | |
As for money she don' t have a dime to claim | |
Because when I saw the girl the other day | |
She was puttin a pack of NoworLaters on layaway | |
Chorus: fades out |
zuò cí : Biz Markie | |
And yes y' all, yes y' all | |
This is, a different type of dedication | |
To my man Marcus from Kansas City | |
But I' m just tellin ya straight on up | |
Don' t be messin with no drugs | |
Whether you' re young, whether you' re old | |
Whether you' re bad, whether you' re bold | |
Don' t mess with it cause it' s not for the soul | |
And we gonna do it a little somethin | |
with three subjects like this.. | |
Biz Markie | |
Subject one is about a brother by the name of John | |
Who was sellin crack, just like it was Avon | |
And you know y' know the reason I say " was" | |
Because that' s no longer what my man John does | |
There was a time when he was wearin much gold | |
Drivin a Benz, Jaguar and a Rolls | |
The lifestyle he lived was far from penny ante | |
Yohohohoho, word to granny' s panties | |
Cause he would make doughroll, and swing it like a yoyo | |
Bein broke, was just a nono | |
But then the day came when John got caught | |
And he was dropped like pantyhose without support | |
You shoulda thought about, what you did in the past | |
To realize, this fast livin wouldn' t last | |
But, the same guy that was a big hoodlum | |
Is now in jail, waitin for someone to duke him | |
Chorus x4: kids singing | |
Things get a little easier | |
Once you learn to understand it | |
Biz Markie | |
Subject two, and this one is a doozy | |
A messed up story about a girl named Suzy | |
Now when you' re on WIC, the problems may seem enough | |
But you know she had to get Scotty to beam her up | |
On a crack mission, no type of ambition | |
Make blunts disappear better than a magician | |
Her eyes got dim, her body got slim | |
She said there' s nothin in the world like a good ol' stem | |
On and like on and, and it was strong | |
Grabbed her pipe and sung a song | |
" I want to get HIGH.. so high!" | |
" I want to get HIGH.. so high!" | |
She' d go out buy a nice rock just to suit her | |
Then hit the weed spot to be blessed by buddha | |
Bum offa Lucy to complete her stimulation | |
Put it all together for a perfect combination | |
I mean this girl would actually buy a rock with | |
the very last dime she got in her pocket | |
And when she saw her friends, comin from the spot | |
Like Prudential, she got a piece of their rock | |
That' s why | |
Chorus | |
Biz Markie | |
Subject three, finally, the | |
END about a girl by the name of Marie | |
She used to be hot, most beautiful to the utmost | |
I mean this girl was blessed with an overdose | |
of curves, swerves, word to the mother my brother | |
And boy did the BIZ love her | |
But then.. singing those.. were.. the.. DAYS | |
My friend.. we thought they' d never end | |
And she looked alright, to the SK Biz Markie | |
But then she got on drugs | |
Started wearin extensions and rugs | |
And let me tell you what say happened to Marie | |
rapping because nowadays Marie don' t look so hot | |
Everytime that I see her, she' s headed for the spot | |
Her hair is all knotty, got Scotty got her body | |
And her underarms kickin like the ho know karate | |
Her clothes are real dirty, and usually the same | |
As for money she don' t have a dime to claim | |
Because when I saw the girl the other day | |
She was puttin a pack of NoworLaters on layaway | |
Chorus: fades out |