Flava In Ya Ear (remix)

The Notorious B.I.G.

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    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, you're 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
    You're mad cause my style you're admiring
    Don't be mad, UPS is hiring
    You shoulda been a cop, fuck Hip Hop
    With that freestyle you're bound to get shot
    Not from Houston but I rap a lot
    Pack the gat a lot, the flav's bout to drop uh

    Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
    Time for new flava in ya ear
    I'm kicking new flava in ya ear
    Mack's a brand new flava in ya ear
    Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
    Time for new flava in ya ear

    Word up, no rap no crap you bore me
    Wanna grab my dick, too lazy, hold it for me
    I'm straight rap great, busting heads, straighten dreads
    I'm everlasting, like the toe on Pro Keds
    A Tec-9 when I rhyme
    Plus I climb, word is bind
    Your album couldn't fuck with one line
    It's been three years since you last here
    But now I reappear your heart pumps fear
    To your gut, did your girl's butt
    I scraped it, shaped it, now she won't strut
    I smash teeth, fuck your beef, no relief
    I step on stage, girls scream like I'm Keith
    You won't be around next year
    My rap's too severe, kicking mad flava in ya ear

    Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
    Time for new flava in ya ear
    I'm kicking new flava in ya ear
    Mack's a brand new flava in ya ear
    Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
    Time for new flava in ya ear

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    Twenty-one ninety-four
    Mad motherfucking hardcore
    It's my time to burn now explore
    The flava in ya ear it's the boy scout
    I make outs, I make other rappers have doubts
    You're fucking with the wrong clan and the wrong man that's it
    Now you got to get your dome split
    I'm going into my knapsack with my gat
    Take off my hat, yes I'm just cool like that
    The dangerous, the ruggedness, from the Flatbush abyss
    BLS, 97, KISS bounce to this
    I'm gonna live long in this rap game, niggas know my name
    Yo Puffy

    Burn 'em in the flames

    You're jingling baby (go 'head daddy)
    You're 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 nah'mean?
    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
    It's all for you, it's 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, I'm here to bring the drama

    Yo! Yo! Yo!
    Flavors in your ass crease ha!
    Busta Rhymes about to bring the noise don't cease ha!
    Let me loose from the belly of the beast ha!
    Everybody
    Hey hey hey!
    You better believe it's Busta Rhymes the great
    We 'bout to rip the Tri-State
    Yo yo
    Hey hey hey!
    I'll split your face and give you stitches
    Throw niggas in ditches, slap the ass of fat bitches
    Wait one sec, as I get down
    I'm rolling with the heavyweight connect to the stomping ground
    Now, don't 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
    I'm kicking new flava in ya ear
    Mack's a brand new flava in ya ear
    Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
    Time for new flava in ya ear

    '94
    East Coast represent
    Bad Boy
    Rock on
    Mo Bee
    Rock on

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    Composición: L L Cool J, Easy Moe B, Puff Daddy, Big Poppa, Busta Rhymes, Mcez y Rampage

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