Style
Craig Mack Lyrics

Aw shit, here come the man again
The man is back and it's time to recognize the new style of music

You know if you can't with the style that's goin' on right now Then you need to be sittin' down
If you can't handle the new style of music, then you need to sit down and let the new wave take over

If MC's can't get with the style that's goin' on Then you need to sit down
If the MC's can't adapt to the new style, then they should step down

Do your thing Mack, do it to 'em nigga! Ah whassup?
Mack should showcase his style and put on a show for listeners

What you don't know, what you don't know, kick 'em in'the grill
Those who are not familiar with the new style should be introduced to it by force

"But anyway, I'd like to take this, anyway, I'd Anyway, I'd like to this time out to bother you" Oh no no no no No I don't think you can get liver than me G
Mack interrupts someone attempting to detract from his performance and boasts that he is the best

So sit back, relax, Mack's about to attack And turn your flav into Similac cause it's like that
Get ready for Mack's performance that will leave you speechless and transform your style

I kick funk out the frame, make it insane With all local stops set to crumble like a doo train
Mack's style is so powerful that it can take the funk genre to the next level and disrupt the status quo

My thickest format, my format's thicker all that No comp for combat with bwoy like Supercat
Mack's style is the thickest and there is no competition, even with Supercat

Show you where my head's at I crack you with a bat Where the funk? Hear the trunk a bit and fat knit
Mack's mind is focused on unwaveringly delivering powerful performances that bring the funk to life

Rearrange the skit make it fit so you can't sit Now ain't that some shh I rip it
Mack is not satisfied with the level of funk and will change things up, making the listeners jump out of their seats

I snap a jaw, I stabba jab a dinosaur Live from Creedmore under the floor
Mack's style is fierce, tearing down anything in its path, and even reaching underground locations like Creedmore

All you brothers need to know doe There's no more best MC 'cause that is now me
Mack declares himself the best MC, leaving no room for debate

Got the funk bleedin' all out your trunk And there's all there is to it (that's all there is)
Mack's performance brings the funk out of the listeners, and that's all that matters

If you can't funk with the style that's goin' on You must got no brains in ya head
Anyone who can't appreciate the new style of funk must not have a brain

I kill ya dead on the spot with the hits I got Trust my flavor G, I make ya want to pee-pee
Mack's hits are so powerful that it can kill you on the spot, and his flavor will make you dance uncontrollably

I got what you can't see, somethin' like a leprosy I slow it down, somethin' like this When it's time for me to stun 'em
Mack's style is unique and unconventional that it spreads like a contagious disease, but he can also slow it down to stun the listeners

MC's I warned them I'll put 'em on the moon without funk to listen to
Mack warned the MCs and will send them to the moon if they can't bring the funk

Then again, my vibration May give the sensation they're on vacation
Mack's music transports the listeners and gives them a sensation of being on vacation

Y'all brothers need a jig changer Real rugged alligator MC hater from the fader
Listeners need to change their style, and Mack is the rugged, alligator-like MC that hates the conventional style

You little tic-tac, tryin' to act like a lumberjack Sit back and watch how the earth crack
Listeners attempting to mimic Mack's style are like little tic-tacs trying to act like lumberjacks, and will witness the impact of his performance

You funk around, you lay around, that's how it goes And I suppose MC's still want to try me
If you're not bringing the funk, you're not doing anything, and MCs still attempt to compete with Mack

King of the mountain is a hard rock Do you understand, smile and I'll take you out like the mob
Mack is the king of the mountain, and those who disagree will face serious consequences like the mob

Check it black, after the Mack there's no recoup Not even soup, get out shake the hula hoop
No one can follow up Mack's performance, and the only option is to shake the hula hoop and leave

Sometimes alone I be writin' Must be frightenin', to hear I'm on the air But I don't care, I say I sick one 'til I'll see you sick Son, grandson, no tellin' when I'm done (no tellin' baby)
Mack writes his music alone, and although it might be scary to hear him on air, he doesn't care, and will keep making hits until the listeners get sick of it

I'm about do you and you on some new Who has a date and thank you for waitin'
Mack will bring a new style to the listeners, and thanks them for waiting

There my bad, I thought you took a beatin' in the brain Then you learned from rap that rap's a mistake You won't get a break Big as a cake for me to make, and you bake
Mack apologizes for thinking the listeners were mentally deficient, but now recognizes that they have learned from rap. However, there will be no breaks, and Mack can easily create music like baking a cake

So, bonsai here comes the flyest guy That you ever heard in your lifetime (yup yup yup)
Mack is the flyest guy and will deliver a performance you won't forget

I do a behind And rewind, I want to kick some more shit Down your faucet, I pours it Mighta lost it, but then I retrieve it Believe it, I got this fat okey-dokey style for a while
Mack is on a roll, delivering hit after hit and playing around with the beats. Although he may have lost his way for a moment, he always retrives it, and he has a style that will mesmerize audiences for a while

Peace from the king Peace from the king G, here it go One time for your motherfunkin' mind
Mack sends peace as the King of funk, and he delivers one more performance for the listener's mind

Sittin' down, bwoy "Anyway I'd like to take this time out" "No more music by the suckers"
Listeners must sit down to witness Mack's final performance and he interrupts someone attempting to bring him down, declaring that there will be no more old fashioned music