Bad Boys
Come out and play
You know we had to do a remix, right
Uh, uh
Niggas is mad I get more butt than ash trays
Fuck a fair one, I get mine the fast way
Ski mask way, nigga ransom notes
Far from handsome, but damn a nigga tote
What you tote
More guns than roses, foes is shaking in their boots
Invisible bully like The Gooch
Disappear, vamoose, youre wack to me
Take them rhymes back to the factory
I see the gimmicks, the wack lyrics, the shit is
Depressing, pathetic, please forget it
Youre mad cause my style youre admiring
Dont be mad, UPS is hiring
You shoulda been a cop, fuck hip-hop
With that freestyle youre bound to get shot
Not from Houston but I rap-a-lot
Pack the gat a lot
The flavs bout to drop uh
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Time for new flava in ya ear
Im kicking new flava in ya ear
Macks a brand new flava in ya ear
Word up, no rap no crap you bore me
Wanna grab my dick, too lazy, hold it for me
Im straight rap great
Busting heads, straighten dreads
Im everlasting, like the toe on Pro Keds
A Tec-9 when I rhyme
Plus I climb, word is bond
Your album couldnt fuck with one line
Its been three years since you last hear
But now I reappear your heart pumps fear
To your gut, did your girls butt
I scraped it, shaped it, now she wont strut
I smash teeth, fuck your beef, no relief
I step on stage, girls scream like Im Keith
You wont be around next year
My raps too severe, kicking mad flava in ya ear
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Time for new flava in ya ear
Im kicking new flava in ya ear
Macks a brand new flava in ya ear
Twenty-one ninety-four
Mad motherfucking hardcore
Its my time to burn now explore
The flava in ya ear its the boy scout
I make outs, I make other rappers have doubts
Youre fucking with the wrong clan
And the wrong man, thats it
Now you got to get your dome split
Im going into my knapsack with my gat
Take off my hat, yes Im just cool like dat
The dangerous, the ruggedness, from the Flatbush abyss
BLS 97 KISS bounce to this
Im gonna live long in this rap game, niggas know my name
Yo Puffy
Burn em in the flames
Youre jingling baby go head daddy
Youre jingling baby go head daddy
Hee-shee, uh blowticious
Skeevee, delicious
Gimme couscous, love me good
Um damn, Hollis to Hollywood, but is he good
I guess like the jeans – uh
Flavor like Praline, sick daddy nahmean
Papa love it, when he does it
Niggas buzz it
But tell me was it really just the flavor that be clogging your ears
The most healthy behavior is to stay in the clear
Its all for you, its really all for you
Now what
Hunchback, close your eyes try to munch that
Coil up your ankles let your Timbs tap
Bite the flavor it reacts to your gold caps
Word to Mama, I tongue kiss a piranha
Electrocute a barracuda, Im here to bring the drama
Yo! Yo! Yo!
Flavors in your ass crease ha
Busta Rhymes about to bring the noise dont cease ha
Let me loose from the belly of the beast ha
Everybody, hey hey hey
You better believe its Busta Rhymes the great
We bout to rip the Tri-State
Yo yo, hey hey hey
Ill split your face and give you stitches
Throw niggas in ditches, slap the ass of fat bitches
Wait one sec, as I get down
Im rolling with the heavyweight connect to the stomping ground
Now, dont you get suspicious
I grant your wishes every time
Bring it vicious when I bust a rhyme
I know one thing the whole world least expected is how we all connected
To break fool on the same record
Five new flavors on a beat, feel the fucking heat
I really think you should retreat while we blow up the street
Instead of copping pleas just freeze
Maintain the focus while we smoke these marijuana trees
When I get down I disappear, reappear and blow up
Everywhere, fucking with these flavas in ya ear
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Time for new flava in ya ear
Im kicking new flava in ya ear
Macks a brand new flava in ya ear