Biz Markie Lyrics
Biz Markie Lyrics
"I'm An Ugly Nigga (So What?) Lyrics"
Ready Or Not (Salaam's Ready For The Show Remix) Lyrics
[Wyclef] I'm just about done... Yo, let me finish tuning this guitar... Yo, y'all ready for the show? [Lauryn "L-Boogie" Hill (Chorus)] (Wyclef in parentheses) Ready Or Not! (Yo!) - Wyclef Here we come! (Uh Huh) All the biting M.C.'s and the pirates, I go run! (Come on, come on) (Why?)'Cause they are old! (And...) And we are young! (Uh huh...and) And while we're young, yes we're gonna have some fun! (Yo!) (Here it comes) Here we go!
Hey hey hey, know what I heard?
Beauty's only skin deep, ugly is to the bone
Back in the days, I'm not gonna lie
They used to say I'm ugly, a hurting guy
They would crack on my lips, and my powder
Saying I look like yuck without the house or ?Wig Howard?
>From junior high to high school they thought I was retarded
Just because the way I looked, they said I farted
I was very very sad and you wonder why
Because my looks and my gear wasn't ultra fly
I wouldn't even attempt to ask a girl out
Cause she get around her friends and began to shout"
"Guess who asked me out to the movies girlfriend
It was Mark, I told him if the world would end"
But my parents told me beauty's only skin deep
If that's true then why do girls think that I'm a creep?
I even joined the football team to get some recognition
But that didn't spark the key in a girl's ignition
They said I'm so ugly I give Anican a headache
Aw man, that is t
So I kick this to all the girls from houses to huts
I don't care what you think, cause you all are nuts
I'm an ugly nigga, so what?
If you don't like the way I look, you can kiss my butt
I'm an ugly nigga, so what? So what? Ewwwww (Repeat 2x)
I'm a tell you story that's really bugged
About a guy with a Benz and he's dealing drugs
In the begining before he got his riches
He was so ugly, he gave me the itches
I mean, if you see him, you think I might be kooky
But homeboy looked like, um, God-zooky
I used to crack and joke and say he looked like a star
And everybody laughed when I said "Mon-star"
I can't laugh now because it's a new decade
My guzu-friend got the girls and got it made
I guess having jewels, having money, having a vehicle
Makes you sexy, handsome, gorgeous, and adorable
When you're spending money, giving girls what they want
Behind your back they talk about you say
Why do you go to bed with someone that you don't like
Just because they got a nice car like Reverend Ike
It would be wrong if he heard what you're thinking
Thinking that he look like, um, Stinking Jenkins
But let me tell you a secret, he has ESP
And this is what he whispered in my ear to me
I'm an ugly nigga, so what?
Just because I got loot, that's why you give me the butt?
I'm an ugly nigga, so what? So what? (Repeat 2x)
Let me tell you how poor I was
Dome to the doo, and doo to the dome
For the dome I go to school and for the doo I use a comb
Now people always ask how are these things known
Cause the dome does the doing for things that are done at home
That's why I keep a pick in my knappy fro
And for lunch I eat Ragu with my sloppy joe
But at night I be starving, like Messy Marvin
I get cheap and go settle for the White Castle bargain
They offer me a lot in the army
But
Cause times are getting harder than boot camp
Man I'm so poor I need to print my face on a food stamp
So if my hooptie breaks down, I just have to suffer
And tell Minekie "I'm not gonna pay a lot for this muffler!"
So I keep clear thoughts as the weeks run
But even on the beaches, they call me a beach bum
Something ain't right with me, and that really frightens me
Cause nowadays girls don't even like to sprighten me
Some say I'm embarassing, but I got some comparison
Like if I was on TV, I would be Oscar Madison
Is there another like me? Only God knows
Man I should even rap in church cause I wear holy clothes
But for now I'm just going to do the strut
And this is what I say to girls from houses to huts
I'm an ugly nigga, so what?
Just because I'm poor, that's why you won't give me the butt?
I'm an ugly nigga, so what? So what? (Repeat 2x)
[Wyclef] I'm just about done... Yo, let me finish tuning this guitar... Yo, y'all ready for the show? [Lauryn "L-Boogie" Hill (Chorus)] (Wyclef in parentheses) Ready Or Not! (Yo!) - Wyclef Here we come! (Uh Huh) All the biting M.C.'s and the pirates, I go run! (Come on, come on) (Why?)'Cause they are old! (And...) And we are young! (Uh huh...and) And while we're young, yes we're gonna have some fun! (Yo!) (Here it comes) Here we go!
Hey hey hey, know what I heard?
Beauty's only skin deep, ugly is to the bone
Back in the days, I'm not gonna lie
They used to say I'm ugly, a hurting guy
They would crack on my lips, and my powder
Saying I look like yuck without the house or ?Wig Howard?
>From junior high to high school they thought I was retarded
Just because the way I looked, they said I farted
I was very very sad and you wonder why
Because my looks and my gear wasn't ultra fly
I wouldn't even attempt to ask a girl out
Cause she get around her friends and began to shout"
"Guess who asked me out to the movies girlfriend
It was Mark, I told him if the world would end"
But my parents told me beauty's only skin deep
If that's true then why do girls think that I'm a creep?
I even joined the football team to get some recognition
But that didn't spark the key in a girl's ignition
They said I'm so ugly I give Anican a headache
Aw man, that is t
The Real Thing Lyrics
I know the feeling It is the real thing The essence of the truth The perfect moment That golden moment I know you feel it too I know the feeling It is the real thing You can't refuse the embrace... It's like the pattern below the skin You gotta reach out and pull it all in And you feel like you're too close So you swallow another dose The pinnacle of happiness Filling up your soul You don't think you can take any more You
he icing on the cake!I know the feeling It is the real thing The essence of the truth The perfect moment That golden moment I know you feel it too I know the feeling It is the real thing You can't refuse the embrace... It's like the pattern below the skin You gotta reach out and pull it all in And you feel like you're too close So you swallow another dose The pinnacle of happiness Filling up your soul You don't think you can take any more You
So I kick this to all the girls from houses to huts
I don't care what you think, cause you all are nuts
I'm an ugly nigga, so what?
If you don't like the way I look, you can kiss my butt
I'm an ugly nigga, so what? So what? Ewwwww (Repeat 2x)
I'm a tell you story that's really bugged
About a guy with a Benz and he's dealing drugs
In the begining before he got his riches
He was so ugly, he gave me the itches
I mean, if you see him, you think I might be kooky
But homeboy looked like, um, God-zooky
I used to crack and joke and say he looked like a star
And everybody laughed when I said "Mon-star"
I can't laugh now because it's a new decade
My guzu-friend got the girls and got it made
I guess having jewels, having money, having a vehicle
Makes you sexy, handsome, gorgeous, and adorable
When you're spending money, giving girls what they want
Behind your back they talk about you say
Beggar Man Lyrics
He's like the gutter people babe No pride his face displays Has he slept for hours or has he lain there many days? Still there's a smile on his face Through all the dirt and grime At least a credit due the man He don't stoop down to crime. Yeah, people pass him on the street They hide their face in shame He's treated poorly with disgrace Man without a name Just another one of life's many heroes Of a bourbon society Well it's a case of livin' har
ou're ugly and you frontHe's like the gutter people babe No pride his face displays Has he slept for hours or has he lain there many days? Still there's a smile on his face Through all the dirt and grime At least a credit due the man He don't stoop down to crime. Yeah, people pass him on the street They hide their face in shame He's treated poorly with disgrace Man without a name Just another one of life's many heroes Of a bourbon society Well it's a case of livin' har
Why do you go to bed with someone that you don't like
Just because they got a nice car like Reverend Ike
It would be wrong if he heard what you're thinking
Thinking that he look like, um, Stinking Jenkins
But let me tell you a secret, he has ESP
And this is what he whispered in my ear to me
I'm an ugly nigga, so what?
Just because I got loot, that's why you give me the butt?
I'm an ugly nigga, so what? So what? (Repeat 2x)
Let me tell you how poor I was
Dome to the doo, and doo to the dome
For the dome I go to school and for the doo I use a comb
Now people always ask how are these things known
Cause the dome does the doing for things that are done at home
That's why I keep a pick in my knappy fro
And for lunch I eat Ragu with my sloppy joe
But at night I be starving, like Messy Marvin
I get cheap and go settle for the White Castle bargain
They offer me a lot in the army
But
Little Girl Lyrics
Venice night at 5 o'clock The station hazy light A sleepin' bum, a single girl She's leavin' overnight An' she knows that it's forever An' she'll never ever return In Italy on holidays She had to see da Vinci's style All the arts for credit cards She would forgive him for a smile An' she knows that it's forever An' she'll never ever return Hey little girl Don't wanna cause you pain But the big boys feel no sorrow Hey littl
I'd rather get it second hand from the Salvation ArmyVenice night at 5 o'clock The station hazy light A sleepin' bum, a single girl She's leavin' overnight An' she knows that it's forever An' she'll never ever return In Italy on holidays She had to see da Vinci's style All the arts for credit cards She would forgive him for a smile An' she knows that it's forever An' she'll never ever return Hey little girl Don't wanna cause you pain But the big boys feel no sorrow Hey littl
Cause times are getting harder than boot camp
Man I'm so poor I need to print my face on a food stamp
So if my hooptie breaks down, I just have to suffer
And tell Minekie "I'm not gonna pay a lot for this muffler!"
So I keep clear thoughts as the weeks run
But even on the beaches, they call me a beach bum
Something ain't right with me, and that really frightens me
Cause nowadays girls don't even like to sprighten me
Some say I'm embarassing, but I got some comparison
Like if I was on TV, I would be Oscar Madison
Is there another like me? Only God knows
Man I should even rap in church cause I wear holy clothes
But for now I'm just going to do the strut
And this is what I say to girls from houses to huts
I'm an ugly nigga, so what?
Just because I'm poor, that's why you won't give me the butt?
I'm an ugly nigga, so what? So what? (Repeat 2x)