R. I.P “Craig Mack*
Flava In Ya Ear
Yo, Mack, I don’t even understand
How they didn’t understand you in that Mary joint
(Yeah, I know, man)
Kick that old robotic, futuristic, George Jetson, crazy joint!
Just like Uniblab, robotic kicking flab
My flavor bidder badder chitter-chatter
Madder than the Mad Hatter
I bet you my shit come out phatter
I got the data to turn your body into anti-matter
And just like a piece of Sizzlean
You’ll fit inside my stomach with the eggs and grits between
The king is what I mean, I mean
My man get a cup and put some change inside your hand
Now, hold up, let’s make this official
Everybody let’s agree that MC’s need a tissue
The funk’s my only issue
I bet your mama miss you
And I bet the Mack take off, like an MX missile
No more of your whinin’ on the charts climbin’
As I make the funk kicking out more harder than a diamond
And if you didn’t know who’s rhymin’
I guess I’m gonna say "Craig Mack” with perfect timin’
You won’t be around next year
My rap’s too severe, kickin’ mad flava in ya ear
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Time for new flava in ya ear
I’m kickin’ new flava in ya ear
Mack’s the brand new flava in ya ear
Craig Mack, one thousand degrees
You’ll be on your knees, and you’ll be burning, begging please
Brother, freeze! This man’s undisputed
In deep rooted funk smoke that leaves your brains booted
This bad MC with stamina like Bruce Jenner
The winner, tasting MC’s for dinner
You’re crazy like that glue, to think that you could outdo my one-two that’s sick like the flu
Boy, I flip, boy, all the time
‘Cause, boy, the rhyme you kickin’ ain’t worth a dime
Seems like there’s no competition in this rap world expedition
You come around, I’ll knock you out position
No flav could ever dig a grave, for the Mack
The power pack in black, making cement crack
And here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Mack’s the brand new flava in ya ear
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Time for new flava in ya ear
I’m kickin’ new flava in ya ear
Mack’s the brand new flava in ya ear
Ha! The Mack’s dope with more hope than your Pope
But for MC’s more knots than rope
I’d like to break it down, down-breaking forsaken
Lords of MC’s shakin’ with this track that my man’s makin’
MC’s will run like a bomb threat
I bet, or better yet, make you sweat
Getting hotter than the sun get
Craig Mack is the flav that rocks from here to Tibet
I break all rules with my action
That the Mack sends to MC’s, stop relaxin’
This brand new Sherrif that’s in town
Getting down, leaving bodies buried in the ground
I set up rhymes for a decoy
Now I’m a Bad Boy, watch the MC’s I destroy, and…
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Time for new flava in ya ear
I’m kickin’ new flava in ya ear
Mack’s the brand new flava in ya ear
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