Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flava in Ya Ear, artist - Craig Mack. Date of issue: 11.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |