"Yo Mack I Don't Even UNDERSTAND How They Didn't Understand You In



That Mary Joint!"



"Yeah I Know Man."



"Kick That Ol' Robotic Futuristic George Jetson CRAZY JOINT!!"




Just...like... Uniblab Robotic Kickin' Flab



My Flavor Be The Badder



Chitter Chatter



Madder Than The Mad Hatter (1)



I Bet You My Shit Come Out Fatter



Got The Data



To Turn Your Body Into Antimatter (2) {...body Into Antimatter...}



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 M.C.'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 M.X. Missile



No More Of Your Whining



On The Charts Climbing



As I Make The Funk



Kickin' Out More Harder Than A Diamond {...harder Than A Diamond}



And If You Didn't Know Who's Rhyming



I Guess I'm Gonna Say Craig Mack



With Perfect Timing




..you Won't Be Around Next Year



My Rap's Too Severe, Kickin' Mad Flava In Ya Ear {...KICK IT DOWN!}




CHORUS:



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



1000 Degrees



You'll Be On Your Knees



And You'l