| Song | My Man Rich |
| Artist | Biz Markie |
| Album | The Biz Never Sleeps |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Biz Markie | |
| (Verse One) | |
| This is a different type of dedication | |
| To a guy that was a different kind of inspiration | |
| Only people that knew him, know what I'm talkin about | |
| And at the end of the story, you will say without a doubt | |
| This wasn't your typical case, of fast livin | |
| Anything he was makin, he was givin | |
| To his moms, pops, his brother and his girl | |
| Cause they, meant, the most to him in the world | |
| Around Suffolk he wasn't known | |
| But in Eastern Long Island, he did have a home | |
| Called L.I., is where he stayed | |
| Where there was no need for D-Con or Raid | |
| He was cool with everybody, he had no enemies | |
| I'm makin this record, cause he's a friend of me | |
| Cause he's a hard workin kid, I've just stated | |
| That's why this record, is dedicated | |
| To my man Rich | |
| Yo yo, this is for you my man | |
| God bless you | |
| (Verse Two) | |
| Let me tell you what happened in the early 80's | |
| When we wasn't thinkin about gettin all the ladies | |
| Me and Rich was thinkin about survival of the fittest | |
| You can ask Keith or Kevin, cause both of them were with us | |
| We'd try to get a job everyplace that it takes | |
| We was even at the factory they call {?} | |
| Everywhere we went they said they'd call us back | |
| Or even said they're not hirin to throw us off track | |
| But Richie Rich said, forget that stuff | |
| Even though, times was rough | |
| We kept searchin searchin lookin and lookin | |
| It seems everywhere we went, the jobs was tooken | |
| Still Rich didn't give up the faith | |
| He found a job that wasn't safe | |
| Even though it was dangerous, it wouldn't switch | |
| That's why this is dedicated to my man Rich | |
| Yo this is to you my man Rich | |
| Cause you know you go way back, you go way back | |
| Word up, God bless you | |
| (Verse Three) | |
| The way the story end, is just a tragedy | |
| I wish upon a star that it didn't have to be | |
| endin this way for my man Richard | |
| Cause still in my mind, he's still as pictured | |
| Like, he just had gone yesterday | |
| For sellin, C-R-A-C-K | |
| His dream was.. to be a boxer | |
| So, he could knock the socks off of | |
| an Ivan Barkley, or even Mike Tyson | |
| But on the streets, he was sacrificin | |
| for his family, and his wife | |
| Cause he struggled, he struggled all his life | |
| He wasn't a straight up, criminal or villain | |
| Or even tryin to get, stupid or illin | |
| Was messed up for takin somebody's life and shit | |
| that tried so hard, and just wouldn't quit | |
| This is a slow record, with a switch | |
| Because it's dedicated, to my man Rich | |
| To you my man | |
| This is to you, Rich | |
| Peace |
| zuo ci : Biz Markie | |
| Verse One | |
| This is a different type of dedication | |
| To a guy that was a different kind of inspiration | |
| Only people that knew him, know what I' m talkin about | |
| And at the end of the story, you will say without a doubt | |
| This wasn' t your typical case, of fast livin | |
| Anything he was makin, he was givin | |
| To his moms, pops, his brother and his girl | |
| Cause they, meant, the most to him in the world | |
| Around Suffolk he wasn' t known | |
| But in Eastern Long Island, he did have a home | |
| Called L. I., is where he stayed | |
| Where there was no need for DCon or Raid | |
| He was cool with everybody, he had no enemies | |
| I' m makin this record, cause he' s a friend of me | |
| Cause he' s a hard workin kid, I' ve just stated | |
| That' s why this record, is dedicated | |
| To my man Rich | |
| Yo yo, this is for you my man | |
| God bless you | |
| Verse Two | |
| Let me tell you what happened in the early 80' s | |
| When we wasn' t thinkin about gettin all the ladies | |
| Me and Rich was thinkin about survival of the fittest | |
| You can ask Keith or Kevin, cause both of them were with us | |
| We' d try to get a job everyplace that it takes | |
| We was even at the factory they call ? | |
| Everywhere we went they said they' d call us back | |
| Or even said they' re not hirin to throw us off track | |
| But Richie Rich said, forget that stuff | |
| Even though, times was rough | |
| We kept searchin searchin lookin and lookin | |
| It seems everywhere we went, the jobs was tooken | |
| Still Rich didn' t give up the faith | |
| He found a job that wasn' t safe | |
| Even though it was dangerous, it wouldn' t switch | |
| That' s why this is dedicated to my man Rich | |
| Yo this is to you my man Rich | |
| Cause you know you go way back, you go way back | |
| Word up, God bless you | |
| Verse Three | |
| The way the story end, is just a tragedy | |
| I wish upon a star that it didn' t have to be | |
| endin this way for my man Richard | |
| Cause still in my mind, he' s still as pictured | |
| Like, he just had gone yesterday | |
| For sellin, CRACK | |
| His dream was.. to be a boxer | |
| So, he could knock the socks off of | |
| an Ivan Barkley, or even Mike Tyson | |
| But on the streets, he was sacrificin | |
| for his family, and his wife | |
| Cause he struggled, he struggled all his life | |
| He wasn' t a straight up, criminal or villain | |
| Or even tryin to get, stupid or illin | |
| Was messed up for takin somebody' s life and shit | |
| that tried so hard, and just wouldn' t quit | |
| This is a slow record, with a switch | |
| Because it' s dedicated, to my man Rich | |
| To you my man | |
| This is to you, Rich | |
| Peace |
| zuò cí : Biz Markie | |
| Verse One | |
| This is a different type of dedication | |
| To a guy that was a different kind of inspiration | |
| Only people that knew him, know what I' m talkin about | |
| And at the end of the story, you will say without a doubt | |
| This wasn' t your typical case, of fast livin | |
| Anything he was makin, he was givin | |
| To his moms, pops, his brother and his girl | |
| Cause they, meant, the most to him in the world | |
| Around Suffolk he wasn' t known | |
| But in Eastern Long Island, he did have a home | |
| Called L. I., is where he stayed | |
| Where there was no need for DCon or Raid | |
| He was cool with everybody, he had no enemies | |
| I' m makin this record, cause he' s a friend of me | |
| Cause he' s a hard workin kid, I' ve just stated | |
| That' s why this record, is dedicated | |
| To my man Rich | |
| Yo yo, this is for you my man | |
| God bless you | |
| Verse Two | |
| Let me tell you what happened in the early 80' s | |
| When we wasn' t thinkin about gettin all the ladies | |
| Me and Rich was thinkin about survival of the fittest | |
| You can ask Keith or Kevin, cause both of them were with us | |
| We' d try to get a job everyplace that it takes | |
| We was even at the factory they call ? | |
| Everywhere we went they said they' d call us back | |
| Or even said they' re not hirin to throw us off track | |
| But Richie Rich said, forget that stuff | |
| Even though, times was rough | |
| We kept searchin searchin lookin and lookin | |
| It seems everywhere we went, the jobs was tooken | |
| Still Rich didn' t give up the faith | |
| He found a job that wasn' t safe | |
| Even though it was dangerous, it wouldn' t switch | |
| That' s why this is dedicated to my man Rich | |
| Yo this is to you my man Rich | |
| Cause you know you go way back, you go way back | |
| Word up, God bless you | |
| Verse Three | |
| The way the story end, is just a tragedy | |
| I wish upon a star that it didn' t have to be | |
| endin this way for my man Richard | |
| Cause still in my mind, he' s still as pictured | |
| Like, he just had gone yesterday | |
| For sellin, CRACK | |
| His dream was.. to be a boxer | |
| So, he could knock the socks off of | |
| an Ivan Barkley, or even Mike Tyson | |
| But on the streets, he was sacrificin | |
| for his family, and his wife | |
| Cause he struggled, he struggled all his life | |
| He wasn' t a straight up, criminal or villain | |
| Or even tryin to get, stupid or illin | |
| Was messed up for takin somebody' s life and shit | |
| that tried so hard, and just wouldn' t quit | |
| This is a slow record, with a switch | |
| Because it' s dedicated, to my man Rich | |
| To you my man | |
| This is to you, Rich | |
| Peace |