Flava In Ya Ear (remix) Lyrics

Flava In Ya Ear  (remix) lyrics

[  ]= Puff Daddy's lyrics

{  = female voice



[Baaaaaaaad
Boooooooy]

[Come out and plaaaaaaaaaaaay]

[You know we had to do a
remix right?]



THE NOTORIOUS B.I.G'S
Verse



Uhhhhhh,

Uhhhhhh,

Niggas is mad I get more butt than ash
trays,

Fuck a fair one I get mines the fast way,

The ski mask
way,

Uhh,

Ransom notes,

Far from handsome...but damn a nigga
tote,

[What ya' tote]

more guns than roses,

Foes is,

shaking in
their boots,

Invisible bullies 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
uhh,



CHORUS

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



CRAIG MACK'S VERSE



AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH here comes the
Mack!



Word up don't rap no crap you bore me,

Wanna grab my
dick...too lazy...hold it for me,

I'm straight that great plus the heads
straighten dreads,

I'm everlasting like the toe on Pro Keds,

A tech
nine,

When I rhyme,

Plus I climb,

Word is bind,

You're album
couldn't fuck with one line,

It's been three years since you last
hear,

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,



Chorus



Here comes
the brand new flava in ya ear,

Time for new flava in ya (sound of glass
smashing)



RAMPAGE'S VERSE



Twenty one...Ninety Four,

Mad
muthafuckin' hardcore,

It's my turn to burn now explore,

The flava in
ya ear it's the boyscout,

I make outs,

I make other rappers have
doubts,

[That's right]

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 wanna 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



LL COOL J'S
VERSE

Heesheeee,

Uhhhhh...blowticious,

Skeevee [mmmmmm]
delicious,

Gimme coos coos love me good,

Uhh damn,

Hollis to
Hollywood but is he good?,

I guess like the jeans...Uhh,

Flava like
praleens,

Sick daddy iaaamean?,

Papa love it when he does
it,

Niggas buzz it,

But tell me was it really just the flava that be
clogging your ears,

The most safest behavior is to stay in the
clear,

It's all for you...It's really all for you,

{Now what?

Punch
back,

Close your eyes try to munch that,

Oil up your ankles let your
Tims tap,

Bite the flava it reacts to your gold caps,

Word to
mama,

I tongue kiss a pirhana,

Electrocute a barracuda...I'm here to
bring the drama,



BUSTER RHYMES' VERSE



YO!...YO! The flavas 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...HEEEEEEYYYYYYY..Hey! you better believe it's
Busta Rhymes and yo 

we're

bout to rip the Tri-State,

Ay yo!
Hey...HEEEEEEYYYYYYY..Hey!,

I'll split your face and give you
stitches,

Throw niggas in ditches,

Smack the ass on fat
bitches,

Wait one sec,

I'm coming down and rolling with the heavyweight
connec to the stomping

grond,

Now...don't you get suspicious,

Grant
your wishes everytime,

Breaking dishes when I bust a rhyme,

I know one
thing the whole world least expected,

Was how we all connected to break
fool on the same record,

Five new flavas on beat...feel the fuckin'
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,

Break it down and disappear...reappear and
blow up everywhere,

Fuckin' flava's in your ear,

 

CHORUS