Can you it Nothin' can ya For this is the seaon of catchin' the And I got time, what I'm gonna do Is tell ya how to spread it my crew Wel you all know tj swan who sang on my Made the music, "nobody the biz" Well, it Back in the days before this He usually tried to talk to this girl name The type of female with fly gucci big trunk jewelry and extensions in her hair When tried to kick it, she always fessed Talkin' "Baby, please, you work for ups" Since he no type of big drug dealer My man tj swan didn't to her But now he trucks gold and wears fly valley Rough leather fashions and silk suits Now she stop frontin' an' wants to And be comin' to all the Every weekend To get his beeper number, she'd be beggin' Dyin' for the day to get She caught the (4x) I got another that's calm and plain He by the name of the big daddy kane A mellow type of fellow laid back Back in the days, he was like that I when he used to fight every day What grown-ups would tell him he never obey He wore his pants down and his sneakers untied And a rasta-type kango tilted to the Around his neighborhood, treated him bad And said he was the worst thing his mom's had They said that he will up to be nothin' but a hoodlum Or either or someone would shoot him But now he's up, to their surprise Big got a hit record sellin' worldwide Now the same people that didn't like him as a child be Can I a dollar, ooh, you're a star now They caught the (4x) Now I got a by the name of von lee Better known to y'all as cool v He cuts scratch, with finesse ...(cuts and scratches)...and all mess I remember when he first started to rock And tried to get his job in a record He was in it to win it but the boss Said, "sorry mr. lee, but no help wanted" Now my cousin von still on and on and on the like break of dawn To put this j-o-b in But they'd look right past him and be "next" Now for the of '88 Cool v is makin' dollars so my cousin's like He walks the same record shop as before And the be like, "von, welcome to my store" him a job but naw, he don't want it Damn it goo to see people up on it 'cause I remember when at they wasn't Now guess what they caught my cousin The caught the vapors (4x) Last subject of the story is biz mark I had to work for to put your body in park When I was a teenager, I to be down With a lot of m.c.-deejayin' crews in So in school on street, I say "can I be down, champ" They said no and treated me a wet food stamp After rejected, I was very depressed Sat and some def doo-doo rhymes at my rest When I used to come to parties they'd me pay I'd have to beg to get on the and rap that day I was never into girls, I was just my music They acted I wanted to keep it Instead of to use it But now switched without belief "yo, biz, do you remember me nober street, chief? We to be down back in the days" It happens all the and never ceases to amaze They caught the (4x)