Flava in Ya Ear (Easy Mo Mix)

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 kickin' 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 (body into anti-matter)

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 MC'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 MX missile

No more of your whinin' on the charts climbin'

As I make the funk kickin' out more harder than a diamond (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 (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 burnin', beggin' 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, tastin' 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 (shake 'em down, Mack)

Boy, I flip, boy, all the time (ha)

'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 (knock 'em out)