Letras
Flavor Flav fresh off the plane
Got your boy in the Rock Hall of Fame
You see my clock Dookie chain
Since the 80s your boy got the fame
I’ve been on that money train
More groupies that I can’t explain
This time around I ain’t playing no games
Haters hate I’m burn em them in the flames
I ball just like LeBron James
Public Enemy tour that’s how we bang
You miserable niggas is all lame
Lollapalooza me, and my gang
You niggas is wishing I never came
Y’all just Pinky and The Brain
Or you suckers could take this in pain
My Lambo outside that purple rain
Your boys is a legend I’ll leave a stain
You can call me Crazy Doctor Strange
You don’t stop
See we never drop the hip when we hop
I got 99% percent and a trick ain’t one
Miuzi weighs a ton so we never really had to run
Comin thru so it’s time to put it on ya
Protest hear a riot goin on ya
Cut the check from here to California
I talk race, yo ass think in Daytona
Flav a swinger, I’m the mad thinker
This spit contingent where y’all thinkin as a soul singer
Reparation poor sister still linger
Spit a fly verse spot a fly track
Nowadays I still curse Truth hurts it’s wack
40 acres we still lack, depression Smoked a fool sack
Sht I’m never gonna get my fkn quarterback