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