Flava in Ya Ear
The Notorious B.I.G. Craig Mack Rampage LL Cool J & P. Diddy 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...}
In “Flava In Ya Ear,” Craig Mack and his collaborators Mase and Puff Daddy proclaim their dominance in hip-hop, boasting about their impeccable rapping skills and predicting that other MCs will struggle to keep up with them. The song’s catchy, funky beat and clever lyrics helped launch Mack’s hip-hop career when it was released in 1994, and it has since become a classic.
The track’s lyrics focus on Mack’s unique style of rapping, which he describes as “uniblab, robotic kickin’ flab.” The verses are filled with playful rhymes and wordplay, as Mase and Puff Daddy cheer him on. They urge him to “kick that ol’ robotic, futuristic, George Jetson, crazy joint,” and echo his proclamations with enthusiastic ad-libs.
“Flava In Ya Ear” was a major hit when it was released, reaching the top ten on the Billboard Hot 100 chart and being certified platinum. It was nominated for a Grammy Award for Best Rap Solo Performance in 1995, and it helped solidify Puff Daddy’s reputation as a producer and recording artist. The song has been sampled by several other artists, most notably by LL Cool J, who used the track for his own version of “Flava In Ya Ear” alongside Mack, Busta Rhymes, and other rappers.
Line by Line Meaning
Just...like... Uniblab, robotic kickin' flab
I'll hit you so hard that you'll feel like you were just kicked by Uniblab, a robot, and all of your fat will jiggle
My flavor be the badder
chitter-chatter
Madder than the Mad Hatter
My style is better and crazier than Mad Hatter's, and I'm talking a lot of nonsense
I bet you my shit come out fatter
got the data
to turn your body into antimatter
I'm so confident in my rap ability that I'll bet you my music will be more popular than yours, and my rhymes are so explosive that they can turn your body into antimatter
And just like a piece of sizzlean
you'll fit inside my stomach
with the eggs and grits between
I can eat you up as easily as eating a piece of sizzlean, accompanied by eggs and grits
The King is what I mean
I mean
my man get a cup
and put some change inside your hand
I'm the best, I refer to myself as the king, and if you want to become as successful as me, start by collecting some change in a cup
Now hold up,
let's make this official
everybody let's agree that M.C.'s need a tissue
Okay, let's make it official and agree that all M.C.s need a tissue to wipe their tears, because I'm so good that they'll cry
The funk's my only issue,
I bet your mama miss you
and I bet the Mack take off like an M.X. missile
I only care about the funkiest beats, and I'm so good that I'll be more explosive than an M.X. missile. Your mother must be missing you because you're no match for me
No more of your whining
on the charts climbing
as I make the funk
kickin' out more harder than a diamond
I don't want to hear you complaining or bragging about your chart position because I'm crushing you with my funky music, and my rhymes cut through harder than a diamond
And if you didn't know who's rhyming
I guess I'm gonna say Craig Mack
with perfect timing
In case you didn't know, it's Craig Mack who's rhyming with impeccable timing
you won't be around next year
My rap's too severe, kickin' mad flava in ya ear
You won't last in this industry until next year because my rap skills are too severe and I'm bringing a new flavor that will hit you hard
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
I'm introducing a brand new sound to the music scene
Craig Mack
1000 degrees
You'll be on your knees
and you'll be burnin', beggin' please
Brother FREEZE!
I'm Craig Mack, bringing the heat at 1000 degrees. You'll be on your knees, begging for mercy and for the heat to stop
Man's indisputed
and deep-booted
funk smoke that leaves your brains booted
I'm indisputably the best, with boots so deep in the funk that it will leave your mind blown
This bad M.C.
with stamina like Bruce Jenner
the winner
Tasting M.C.'s for dinner
I'm a bad M.C. with the endurance of Bruce Jenner, and I'm the winner in this rap game, eating up other M.C.s for dinner
You're crazy like that glue
to think that you
could out-do
my one-two
that's sick like the flu
You're insane to think you can compete with me because my rhymes are so flawless and powerful, like a deadly flu strain
BOY, I flip
BOY all the time, 'cause
BOY, the rhyme you're kickin'
ain't worth a dime
I'm constantly changing my flow, unlike your weak rhymes which are worthless
Seems like there's no competition
in this rap world expedition
You come around,
I'll knock you out [of] position
I don't see any real competitors in this rap world, and if you dare to step up, I'll take you out of the game
No flav
could ever dig a grave
for the Mack
the power pack
in black
makin' cement crack
No other rap flavor can defeat Craig Mack, the powerful black man who can even make cement crack
HAAAAAAA!
The Mack's dope
With more hope than your Pope
but for M.C.'s more knots than rope
I'm Craig Mack, and I'm amazing at rapping, with a higher level of confidence than the Pope, and more enemies than knots in a 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'
I'll break down my rhymes for you, causing M.C.s to shake in fear, to the beat of my dope track
M.C.'s will run like a bomb threat
I bet
or better yet
make you sweat
Gettin' hotter than the sun get
M.C.s will be scared and run away like there's a bomb threat. Actually, I'll make you sweat even more and feel 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 Craig Mack, the flavor that gets everyone hopping, even people in Tibet. I break all the rules with my unique style, and I won't let other M.C.s just relax and chill
This brand new Sherrif that's in town's
gettin' down
leavin' bodies buried in the ground
I'm the new Sheriff in town, and I'm getting down with my awesome rhymes, leaving other rappers buried in the ground
I set up rhymes for a decoy
To off a bad boy
Watch the M.C.'s I destroy
I'm so good that I can even set up fake rhymes to trick other bad rappers and get them eliminated. You can already see how M.C.s fall under my power
I'm kickin' brand new flava in ya ear
I'm introducing a new musical flavor that will blow your mind and change the game
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CRAIG MACK, CRAIG J MACK, OSTEN HARVEY, OSTEN S HARVEY
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