Biz Markie Things Get A Little Easier Lyrics

Things Get A Little Easier Lyrics

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 - kids singing 4X]

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 son