Flava in Ya Ear
Notorious Big Feat Craig Mack Rampage Ll Cool J & Busta Rhymes Lyrics
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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
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'll be burnin', beggin' please
Brother FREEZE! {BOY!...}
Man's indisputed
and deep-booted
funk smoke that leaves your brains booted
This bad M.C.
with stamina like Bruce Jenner(3)
the winner
Tasting M.C.'s for dinner
You're crazy like that glue {...you're crazy, boy, You're crazy.}
to think that you
could out-do
my one-two
that's sick like the flu {...shake 'em down, Mack}
BOY, I flip
BOY all the time, 'cause
BOY, the rhyme you're kickin' {HAAAAAAAAA! BOY!...}
ain't worth a dime
Seems like there's no competition
in this rap world expedition
You come around,
I'll knock you out [of] position {... knock 'em out!}
No flav
could ever dig a grave
for the Mack
the power pack
in black
makin' cement crack {...make it crack...}
..and here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{Here- comes- the- brand- new- flavor-...
[time for new flava in ya ear]
...in- your- ear...
I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear
...BOY!!!}
[Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear...]
{Flavor down...}
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{Flavor, Flavor, here comes the flavor}
[time for new flava in ya ear]
I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear
[Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear...]
{Flavor in ya ear, boy...}
HAAAAAAA!
The Mack's dope
With more hope than your Pope
but for M.C.'s more knots than rope
I'd like to break it down
down-breakin'
forsaken
lords of M.C.'s shakin
with this track that my man's makin'
M.C.'s will run like a bomb threat
I bet {what?}
or better yet {huh?}
make you sweat
Gettin' hotter than the sun get {yup!}
Craig Mack is the flav that romps
from here to Tibet {BOY!}
I break all rules
with my action
that the Mack sends
to M.C.'s stop relaxin'
This brand new Sherrif that's in town's
gettin' down
leavin' bodies buried in the ground {...rest in peace...}
I set up rhymes for a decoy
To off a bad boy {OOOhhhh!}
Watch the M.C.'s I destroy and.... {BOY!!}
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{time for new flavor...
[time for new flava in ya ear]
...fla-VOR!!}
I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear
{time for the flav...
[Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear...]
...boy, here come the Mack}
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{HAAAAAA!...
[time for new flava in ya ear]
...wakin' up with flavor!!}
I'm kickin' brand new flava in ya ear
[Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear...]
{HAAAAAAAA!...BOY...}
These lyrics are from Notorious B.I.G.'s verse in the remix of Craig Mack's "Flava In Ya Ear." The beginning of the verse is a conversation between Notorious B.I.G. and Mack, with B.I.G. expressing confusion about how Mack's talent wasn't fully recognized in Mack's collaboration with Mary J. Blige. Mack proceeds to rap, boasting about his unique and futuristic style and comparing himself to the Mad Hatter. He claims that his lyrics are fatter and his beats are harder than anyone else's, with the ability to turn someone's body to antimatter. Mack then makes use of food metaphors, describing how his rhymes are like sizzlean and that a cup and some change is all that someone needs to hold in order to hear his music. He goes on to declare that the funk is his only issue and that he is better than any other MC out there. Mack says that he is here to stay, and anyone who stands in his way will be knocked out of position. In the chorus, Mack repeats the phrase "here comes the brand new flavor in ya ear" to drive home his message.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo Mack, I don't even UNDERSTAND how they didn't understand you in that Mary joint!
I can't believe people didn't recognize your talent on that Mary J. Blige track, Mack!
Kick that ol' robotic, futuristic, George Jetson, CRAZY JOINT!!
Make that futuristic, robot-sounding beat, Mack!
Just...like... Uniblab, robotic kickin' flab
My flavor be the badder
chitter-chatter
Madder than the Mad Hatter
My style is distinct and unique, like a robotic character from a cartoon, and my rhymes are madder than the Mad Hatter's!
I bet you my shit come out fatter
got the data
to turn your body into antimatter
My rhymes are so powerful, they'll make your body disappear as if it were turned into antimatter.
And just like a piece of sizzlean
you'll fit inside my stomach
with the eggs and grits between
My rhymes are so hot, they'll cook you like sizzlean and you'll end up being a part of my breakfast!
The King is what I mean
I mean
my man get a cup
and put some change inside your hand
I'm the king of this game, and my rhymes are worth paying for. Give my man a cup so he can collect money from all the MC's who need a tissue for their runny rhymes.
Now hold up,
let's make this official
everybody let's agree that M.C.'s need a tissue
Let's agree that these weak MC's need to clean up their rhymes and wipe their noses with a tissue.
The funk's my only issue,
I bet your mama miss you
and I bet the Mack take off like an M.X. missile
The funk is the only thing that matters to me. You're so weak, your mama probably wishes you were gone, and I'm gonna take off so fast, it'll be like a missile launch.
No more of your whining
on the charts climbing
as I make the funk
kickin' out more harder than a diamond
Stop complaining and trying to get ahead in the game, because my funk is harder than diamonds and it's going to knock you down on the charts.
And if you didn't know who's rhyming
I guess I'm gonna say Craig Mack
with perfect timing
If you didn't already know, I'm Craig Mack and my rhymes are always on point and perfectly timed.
you won't be around next year
My rap's too severe, kickin' mad flava in ya ear
You won't last in this game because my rhymes are too serious and I'm bringing a new, fresh flavor that will change everything.
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Get ready, because I'm bringing a new style to the game that's gonna change everything.
Craig Mack
1000 degrees
You'll be on your knees
and you'll be burnin', beggin' please
Brother FREEZE!
I'm bringing so much heat, you're gonna be begging for mercy and freezing up on your knees.
Man's indisputed
and deep-booted
funk smoke that leaves your brains booted
I'm the undisputed champion and I bring a deep, funk-filled style that will blow your mind.
This bad M.C.
with stamina like Bruce Jenner
the winner
Tasting M.C.'s for dinner
I'm a bad MC with the endurance of an Olympic athlete like Bruce Jenner. I'm the champion and I'm going to eat other MC's for breakfast.
You're crazy like that glue
to think that you
could out-do
my one-two
that's sick like the flu
You're delusional to think you can compete with my rhymes, which come at you in a fast, sick one-two punch like a flu virus.
BOY, I flip
BOY all the time, 'cause
BOY, the rhyme you're kickin'
ain't worth a dime
I'm flipping out on these weak MC's all the time, because their rhymes are not valuable or worthwhile.
Seems like there's no competition
in this rap world expedition
You come around,
I'll knock you out [of] position
It seems like there's no one who can compete with me in this hip-hop game. If you try to challenge me, I'll knock you down and take your spot.
No flav
could ever dig a grave
for the Mack
the power pack
in black
makin' cement crack
No flavor out there is strong enough to bring me down. I'm a powerful force in this game, dressed in black and causing destruction wherever I go.
HAAAAAAA!
The Mack's dope
With more hope than your Pope
but for M.C.'s more knots than rope
I'm the real deal and I've got more hope and potential than your religious leader. But for my competition, I'm like a tangled knot in a rope, impossible to beat.
I'd like to break it down
down-breakin'
forsaken
lords of M.C.'s shakin
with this track that my man's makin'
I'll break down the competition, leaving them shaking in fear and defeated on a track that was made by my producer.
M.C.'s will run like a bomb threat
I bet
or better yet
make you sweat
Gettin' hotter than the sun get
When I come at you with my rhymes, other MC's will run away like there's a bomb about to go off. Or better yet, they'll start sweating from the heat I bring, hotter than the sun.
Craig Mack is the flav that romps
from here to Tibet
I break all rules
with my action
that the Mack sends
to M.C.'s stop relaxin'
I'm the flavor that's dominating this game, from New York all the way to Tibet. I break all the rules and bring unrelenting action that makes other MC's stop relaxing and start worrying.
This brand new Sherrif that's in town's
gettin' down
leavin' bodies buried in the ground
I'm the new sheriff in town, bringing the pain and leaving my competition dead and buried.
I set up rhymes for a decoy
To off a bad boy
Watch the M.C.'s I destroy and....
I'm so skilled that I can set up fake rhymes to trick my competition and come out victorious. Watch as I destroy other MC's and conquer the hip-hop world.
HAAAAAAAA!...BOY...
I'm the baddest in the game and I'm here to stay, BOY!
I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear
I'm bringing a fresh new style to the game that no one has ever heard before.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CRAIG MACK, CRAIG J MACK, OSTEN HARVEY, OSTEN S HARVEY
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