Paroles de Flava In Ya Ear
Craig Mack
(You know we had to do a remix right?)
Uhhhhhh
Uhhhhhh
Niggas is mad I get more butt than ash trays
Fuck a fair one I get mines the fast way
The ski mask way
Uhh
Ransom notes
Far from handsome... but damn a nigga tote
(What ya' tote)
More guns than roses
Foes is
Shaking in their boots
Invisible bullies like The Gooch
Disappear... vamoose... you're wack to me
Take them rhymes back to the factory
I see
The gimmicks... the wack lyrics
The shit is depressing... pathetic... please forget it
You're mad cause my style you're admiring
Don't be mad... UPS is hiring
You shoulda been a cop... fuck hip-hop
With that freestyle you're bound to get shot
Not from Houston but I rap-a-lot
Pack the gat a lot
The flav's bout to drop uhh
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Time for new flava in ya ear
I'm... kicking... new... flava in ya ear
Mack's a brand new flava in ya ear
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH here comes the Mack!
Word up don't rap no crap you bore me
Wanna grab my dick... too lazy... hold it for me
I'm straight that great plus the heads straighten dreads
I'm everlasting like the toe on Pro Keds
A tech nine
When I rhyme
Plus I climb
Word is bind
You're album couldn't fuck with one line
It's been three years since you last hear
But now I reappear your heart pumps fear
To your gut
Did your girl's butt
I scraped it... shaped it... now she won't strut
I smash teeth
Fuck your beef
No relief
I step on stage girls scream like I'm Keith
You won't be around next year
My rap's too severe
Kicking mad flava in ya ear
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Time for new flava in ya (sound of glass smashing)
Twenty one... Ninety Four
Mad muthafuckin' hardcore
It's my turn to burn now explore
The flava in ya ear it's the boyscout
I make outs
I make other rappers have doubts
(That's right)
You're fucking with the wrong clan and the wrong man that's it
Now you got to get your dome split
I'm going into my knapsack with my gat
Take off my hat
Yes I'm just cool like that
The dangerous
The ruggedness
>From the Flatbush abyss
BLS... 97... KISS bounce to this
I wanna live long in this rap game
Niggas know my name
Yo Puffy...
(Burn 'em in the flames)
(You're jingling baby)
{Go 'head daddy}
(You're jingling baby)
{Go 'head daddy}
Heesheeee
Uhhhhh... blowticious
Skeevee (mmmmmm) delicious
Gimme coos coos love me good
Uhh damn
Hollis to Hollywood but is he good?
I guess like the jeans... Uhh
Flava like praleens
Sick daddy iaaamean?
Papa love it when he does it
Niggas buzz it
But tell me was it really just the flava that be clogging your ears
The most safest behavior is to stay in the clear
It's all for you... It's really all for you
{Now what?}
Punch back
Close your eyes try to munch that
Oil up your ankles let your Tims tap
Bite the flava it reacts to your gold caps
Word to mama
I tongue kiss a pirhana
Electrocute a barracuda... I'm here to bring the drama
YO!... YO! The flavas in your ass crease ha!
Busta Rhymes' about to bring the noise don't cease ha!
Let me loose from the belly of the beast ha!
Everybody
Hey... HEEEEEEYYYYYYY.Hey! you better believe it's Busta Rhymes and yo
We're
Bout to rip the Tri-State
Ay yo! Hey... HEEEEEEYYYYYYY.Hey!
I'll split your face and give you stitches
Throw niggas in ditches
Smack the ass on fat bitches
Wait one sec
I'm coming down and rolling with the heavyweight connec to the stomping
Grond
Now... don't you get suspicious
Grant your wishes everytime
Breaking dishes when I bust a rhyme
I know one thing the whole world least expected
Was how we all connected to break fool on the same record
Five new flavas on beat... feel the fuckin' heat
I really think you should retreat while we blow up the street
Instead of copping pleas just freeze
Maintain the focus while we smoke these marijuana trees
Break it down and disappear... reappear and blow up everywhere
Fuckin' flava's in your ear
InterprèteCraig Mack
LabelWMI
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