Lyrics: Craig Mack/Osten Harvey
Music: Craig Mack/Osten Harvey
Here comes a brand new flava in ya ear
Time for new flava in ya ear
I'm kicking new flava in ya ear
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
Got the data to turn your body into anti-matter (well, well, well)
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 (what), I mean
My man get a cup and put some change inside your hand
Now, hold up
Let's make it official
MC's need tissue (funky)
My issue
And I bet you might go off like a missile
No more of your whinin' on the charts climbin'
As I make the funk be kicking out more harder than a diamond
If you didn't know who played that
You better pay attention when we say that (Mack's a brand new flava, state it)
You won't be 'round next year
Rap's too severe, kickin' new flava in ya ear
Here comes a brand new flava in ya ear
Time for new flava in ya ear
I'm kicking new flava in ya ear
Mike's a brand new flava, flava
Dudes be gettin' mad I get more butt than ashtrays
Forget the fair ones, I get mine the fast way
Ski mask way, leavin' ransom notes
Far from handsome, but you know a brother tote (What you tote?)
More guns than roses, foes is shaking in their boots Invisible bully like The Gooch
Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me
Take your saxophone back to the factory
I see the gimmicks, the wack lyrics
It's depressing, pathetic (you know what?), please forget it
You're mad that my style you're admiring
Don't be mad, UPS is hiring
You know you shoulda been a cop, forget bebop
With that sax playin', you're bound to get shot
Not from Houston but I
Rap-A-Lot, pack the sax a lot
My Philly's 'bout to drop
Here comes a brand new flava in ya ear
Time for new flava in ya ear
I'm kicking new flava in ya ear
Hey ho
Hey ho
Hey ho
Hey ho