When flav starts to get busy

Grabbin the mic and they say who is he

Cock deezal breakdown like bill bixbie

When i think, yo i think in 360

Gimme the mic an iç­¸a solve all mystery

I dare any punk to try to step up and diss me

Cuz when he do, that箂 when he kiss dee

Titles go by and my style is fly

One more time i came here to rhyme

Gimme the mic and iç­¸a go for mine

So emcee箂 all a yall shut up

When flavor箂 in the house we say



What what



Let flavor blow it up

And if your ready to rock this party tonight

Somebody say what what



Now when i do my flavor dance

All the ladies go crazy in a trance

Nonstop booy from the clock on my watch

I can bring it from the bottom and take it to the top

Let me rock, come on let me get wit it

When i tell you what to get, don̤娮' get offended

Gimme the mic and iç­¸a bend it

Transmissions from the sky yo iç­¶l send it

Times on my hands yo sometimes i lend it

Though iç­¸ spendin it for a fact

Iç­¶l make you say what what

Cause flave箂 back



What what



Let flavor blow it up

And if your ready to rock this party tonight

Somebody say what what



Now everybody listen to flav

If you don̤娮' listen to me you will end up in your grave

Most of these people箂 rhymes is whack

But i got a bunch of rhymes in my napsack

Walk on my back with the black hat

Got the rhymes to come on the attack

Canç®Æ' you tell that iç­¸ really good lookin

They know me from miami, california

Back to brooklyn

Even in spain they knew flavor箂 name

In japan they know iç­¸ nice in the game

We maintain yo brothers feel the vibe

We did the first album and it came out fly

And don̤娮' ask why you won̤娮' understand

Styles we got millions of fans

So come on get down like this what箂 up

When flavor grab the mic

I will rip your butt



What what



Let flavor blow it up

And if your ready to rock this party tonight

Somebody say what what