Flava In Ya Ear (Nashmack Club Mix)

[Intro: Puff Daddy, female receptionist]

{*phone dialing*}

(Yeah... the remix, niggas...)

Hit Factory, New York...

Yeah... is Craig Mack there?

Hello?

Yeah... is Craig Mack there?

Umm... I'll see... who's calling?

It's Puffy

Hold on

Put him on the phone

[Intro: Craig Mack, Puff Daddy]

One, two... one, two, bwoy (Yo...)

Brand new flava for ya ear (It's the remix, nigga) (Flava for ya ear)

Funk in ya ear... time for Mack in your ear (Flava for ya ear)

Brand new flava in ya ear (Yeah...)

(Mack got the brand new flavor for your ear)

[Verse 1: Craig Mack, Puff Daddy]

Just like Uniblab – robotic, kickin' flab

My flavor pitter-patter, chitter-chatter madder than the Mad Hatter

(Yeah...) I bet you my shit come out phattеr

I got the data – turn your body into anti-matter (Wake 'еm up, Mack!)

And just like a piece of Sizzlean

You'll fit inside my stomach with the eggs and grits between (Ah!)

The king is what I been (Yeah...) – I mean...

My man, get a cup and put some change inside your hand

(This is the remix)

Now, hold up, let's make this official

Everybody, let's agree that MCs need a tissue (Bwoy!)

The funk's my only issue (Uh-huh)

I bet ya mama miss you and I bet that Mack take off like an MX missile

(That's right) No more of your whinin', on the charts, climbin'

As I make the funk kickin' out more harder than a diamond

(This is the remix) (Harder than a diamond)

And if you didn't know who's rhymin' (Didn't know...)

I guess I'm gonna say – Craig Mack, with perfect timing (Bwoy!)

You won't be around next year (Un-uhh)

My rap's too severe, kickin' mad flava in ya ear (Bad Boy)

[Chorus: Craig Mack, Puff Daddy]

Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear

(Brand new flava in ya ear, boy!)

Time for new flava in ya ear (Flava – in yo' ear...)

I'm kickin' brand new flava in ya ear

Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear (Flava – in yo' ear...)

(Wake 'em up, Mack!)

As we get down... (What's up!) (Yeah...)

One, two... (This is the remix) one, two (Haa!)

Yo, take me to the next verse, nigga... c'mon

[Verse 2: Craig Mack, Puff Daddy]

Craig Mack is 1 thousand degrees

You'll be on ya knees, and you'll be burnin', beggin' please

Brother, freeze! This man's undisputed in deep-rooted

Funk smoke that leaves ya brains booted (Uh-huh)

This bad MC, with stamina like Bruce Jenner

The winner, tasting MC's for dinner (Mad champion) (Remix...)

You're Krazy like that glue to think that you could outdo my one-two

That's sick like the flu (Whew!)

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

‘Cause, boy, the rhyme you kickin' ain't worth a dime (In yo' ear...)

Seems like there's no competition (Ain't no competition no more)

In this rap world expedition

You come around, I'll knock you out position (Uh!)

No flav could ever dig a grave, for the Mack

The power pack in black, making cement crack (Uh!)

And I'm just kickin' brand new flava in ya ear

Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear (Brand new flava in ya ear...)

[Chorus: Craig Mack, Puff Daddy]

Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear (One, two)

As we get down on the funk (Flava in yo' ear...)

Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear (Flava in yo' ear...)

Time for new flava in ya ear

I'm kickin' brand new flava in ya ear

Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear (Ah!) (Flava – in yo' ear...)

Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear (This is the remix, nigga)

Time for new flava in ya ear

I'm kickin' brand new flava in ya ear

Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear (Brand new flava in yo' ear...)

[Verse 3: Craig Mack, Puff Daddy]

Ha! The Mack's dope

With more hope than the Pope, but, for MC's, more knots than rope

I'd like to break it down, down-breaking forsaken

Lords of MCs shakin' on this track that I'm makin'

Emcees'll run like a bomb threat

I bet, or better yet (Huh?), make you sweat

Getting hotter than the Sun get (Yeah)

Craig Mack is the flav' that rocks from here to Tibet (That's right)

I break all rules with my action

That the Mack sends to MCs, stop relaxin'

This brand new sheriff that's in town

Gettin' down, leaving bodies buried in the ground

(Brand new flava in yo' ear...)

I set up rhymes like a decoy

Down for Bad Boy, watch the MCs I destroy (Bad Boy, that's right)

[Chorus: Craig Mack, Puff Daddy]

As we get down on the funk (Come on...)

And kick all the witty punk funk out the frame

Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear (What!)

Time for new flava in ya ear (Brand new flava in yo' ear...)

I'm kickin' brand new flava in ya ear

Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear (The remix, nigga)

(Come on...)

[Outro: Craig Mack, Puff Daddy]

We flip the funk (Craig Mack)

One, two... as we get down stupid funk willy on the

Mackalicious boom-bap funk track (Brand new flava in yo' ear...)

Ha... Bad Boy in the house (Brand new flava in yo' ear...)

As we kick down for ya, yeah...

Funkalicious Mack, bwoy

Flips the funk in ya ear

(It's the remix, nigga)

(Brand new flava in yo' ear...)

Mo Bee productions, come on...

It's the remix, nigga

Brand new flavor in ya ear

It's the underground funk... '94, rugged raw, Bad Boy... ha

Better recognize, niggas

Al B Productions... Mack Land... it's the remix, nigga

Brand new flava in ya...