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Flava In Ya Ear lyrics

&quotYo Mack, I don t even UNDERSTAND how they didn t understand you in
that Mary joint!"
&quotYeah, I know, man."
&quotKick that ol robotic, futuristic, George Jetson, CRAZY JOINT!!"

Just...like... Uniblab, robotic kickin flab
My flavor be the badder
chitter-chatter
Madder than the Mad Hatter (1)
I bet you my shit come out fatter
got the data
to turn your body into antimatter (2) {...body into antimatter...}
And just like a piece of sizzlean
you ll fit inside my stomach
with the eggs and grits between {...take em down, Mack...}
The King is what I mean
I mean
my man get a cup
and put some change inside your hand {...take em down, Mack...}
Now hold up,
let s make this official {...make it official}
everybody let s agree that M.C. s need a tissue {..wake em up}
The funk s my only issue,
I bet your mama miss you
and I bet the Mack take off like an M.X. missile
No more of your whining
on the charts climbing
as I make the funk
kickin out more harder than a diamond {...harder than a diamond}
And if you didn t know who s rhyming
I guess I m gonna say Craig Mack
with perfect timing

..you won t be around next year
My rap s too severe, kickin mad flava in ya ear {...KICK IT DOWN!}

CHORUS:
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{...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
1000 degrees
You ll be on your knees
and you ll be burnin , beggin please
Brother FREEZE! {BOY!...}
Man s indisputed
and deep-booted
funk smoke that leaves your brains booted
This bad M.C.
with stamina like Bruce Jenner(3)
the winner
Tasting M.C. s for dinner
You re crazy like that glue {...you re crazy, boy, You re crazy.}
to think that you
could out-do
my one-two
that s sick like the flu {...shake em down, Mack}
BOY, I flip
BOY all the time, cause
BOY, the rhyme you re kickin {HAAAAAAAAA! BOY!...}
ain t worth a dime
Seems like there s no competition
in this rap world expedition
You come around,
I ll knock you out [of] position {... knock em out!}
No flav
could ever dig a grave
for the Mack
the power pack
in black
makin cement crack {...make it 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
{Here- comes- the- brand- new- flavor-...
[time for new flava in ya ear]
...in- your- ear...
I m kickin new flava in ya ear
...BOY!!!}
[Mack s the brand new flava in ya ear...]
{Flavor down...}
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{Flavor, Flavor, here comes the flavor}
[time for new flava in ya ear]

I m kickin new flava in ya ear

[Mack s the brand new flava in ya ear...]
{Flavor in ya ear, boy...}

HAAAAAAA!
The Mack s dope
With more hope than your Pope
but for M.C. s more knots than rope
I d like to break it down
down-breakin
forsaken
lords of M.C. s shakin
with this track that my man s makin
M.C. s will run like a bomb threat
I bet {what?}
or better yet {huh?}
make you sweat
Gettin hotter than the sun get {yup!}
Craig Mack is the flav that romps
from here to Tibet {BOY!}
I break all rules
with my action
that the Mack sends
to M.C. s stop relaxin
This brand new Sherrif that s in town s
gettin down
leavin bodies buried in the ground {...rest in peace...}
I set up rhymes for a decoy
To off a bad boy {OOOhhhh!}
Watch the M.C. s I destroy and.... {BOY!!}

Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{time for new flavor...
[time for new flava in ya ear]
...fla-VOR!!}
I m kickin new flava in ya ear
{time for the flav...
[Mack s the brand new flava in ya ear...]
...boy, here come the Mack}
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{HAAAAAA!...
[time for new flava in ya ear]
...wakin up with flavor!!}
I m kickin brand new flava in ya ear

[Mack s the brand new flava in ya ear...]
{HAAAAAAAA!...BOY...}
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