Nuttin` But Flavor

[Funkmaster Flex]<br>Word up, you know the flavor, bounce to the beat<br>It`s the Funkmaster Flex to make you lean in your jeep<br>On, one time for your mind<br>C. Boogie break `em off a little something!<br><br>[Charlie Brown]<br>Hey, yo, check it out, it`s real late in the morning<br>All these other DJ`s, they really got me yawning<br>But when Funkmaster Flex gets the radio hyped<br>The people of type, it`s time to wipe<br>All the MC`s that think they can rap real fresh<br>Now the Boogie to the Brown comes off and I pass any test<br>Like and SAT that inspires<br>All I ever wanted was my name on fliers<br>Blowing up the spot, rock hard, with the rhythm that goes around the clock<br>Tick tick tock is the hands of time<br>So listen to a brother as I start to climb<br>It`s like that, that that or this<br>Get up and get dissed because my crew makes five fingers and a fist<br>That`s right, reminice over cuts and give me a kiss baby doll<br><br> "Nuttin` but flavor like Funkmaster Flex" (cut and scratched 4x)<br><br>[Ol` Dirty Bastard]<br>Shoot me down, hear the sound<br>WOOO, tight rugged-ass hip-hip sound<br>Here I go again, something brand new<br>Like my mom-AHH, rough any son out of the blue<br>Straight to the point baby, I was born to be dope<br>I was doing me, doooing meeee, DOOOOING MEEEEE, nope<br>You slept on the record now it`s time to break out<br>Like a 40 being cracked, tasting good down the neck<br>The lyric that I`m kicking to you from the crib<br>All in together now, funky like a shoe<br>Baby, I love rap and rap loves me<br>Like a sister to a microphone to an MC<br>What is an MC if he has no flow?<br>Go aheeeeeaaaad, it`s that in, Inspector Closeau<br>Uh, Black Panther, would you do me? No sir<br>Doing me is like a fisherman without water<br>Then what could you catch? Nothing, stop fronting<br>That`s like a man with no legs kicking something<br>What could you kick if you`re not that slick<br>Another flip to God, it`s like Hot without him sir!<br>What is your mission, please allow me to rock the spot!<br>Kill a cop, don`t cop walk do jop!<br><br> "Nuttin` but flavor like Funkmaster Flex" (cut and scratched 4x)<br><br>[BizMarkie]<br>The Biz came here to rock you and really blow your mind<br>I can`t really do it to you girl, I can do it to you anytime<br>I don`t mean no harm girl, all I want to do is sing<br>With Funkmaster Flex on the turntables, and I am the microphone king<br>I am down with the F-L-I-P Squad and you know I`m the<br>Uh, original B-I-Z Markie, hey now<br>You know me as the o-rig-in-al B-I-Z dub-iz uh A-R-K I with the E<br>Best in Zing, man-appointed rap king<br>Now I am bug-ging on the mic, no it`s me, do what I like<br>Now I`m sending this out to New Jersey and the Boogie Down<br>Can`t forget um, um, um, the Queens and<br>Brooklyn is on the scene and<br>Uptown, Manhattan, and Connecticut, it don`t matter to me<br>Yes yes y`all, to the beat y`all<br>Party having people guaranteed to be like having a ball<br>I`m the original one<br>It don`t matter to me because you know I sound so full and<br>Ahhhhh, number like addition<br>Super-educated, I`m on top of the list and<br>This is something for the radio, hoe<br>You know me, cause I am on the go<br>Another mic and DAH DAH DAH DAH DAH DAH DAH DAH DAH DAH<br>I make that out of my mind<br>Now I can sing a record, I get respected<br>I`m never neglected, while connected, Kyle connected<br>You know me, I`m the original B, Funkmaster, <br>I`m just buggin`, I`ll just leave<br><br> "Nuttin` but flavor like Funkmaster Flex" (cut and scratched 4x)