, brother what'chu wanna do? (Whattup?) Brother tell me, if it's on, it's on (Hey yo check, one two) Yeah that's right, Flavor Flav takin' you back to
kings But the black is back, I'm all in with the noise I bring! [Chuck D: x4 repeat in the background] Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits [Flavor Flav]
get a fix upon my mental -- I keep it complicated Explosion of the spirit cause I opened up my soul and created So now you dig the flavor, you're tasting
of the cat burglarar Known to parlay with Garcia Vega cigars I know the flavor because me and the thugs minds are mutual We congruent, lay on the corner with the trauma unit
in the house Kid Capri got the Mad, mad crew up in the house Gang Starr got the Mad, mad crew up in the house Ill Will got the Mad, mad crew up in the house Flavor Unit
puzzled The lines will flow like fluid while you're guzzling The sip I drop you on a BDP-produced track From KRS to be exact It's a Flavor Unit quest
Let's start the show off, sisters ago look alive The Queen Latifah, the King of 45 Bringing a mixture of pure flavor I make beats, she rock rhymes, so
go, I told you you could do it Now did you enjoy it? That was cool I knew it Dance to the beat of the drum, give me some With the flavor unit I've come
the children So get down with the sound and you will lend To let me bring while I bring Queen Latifah to the 45 King Creating a new style in the name of the Flavor Unit
is Latifah's law Now DJ Mark made up a beat that he can bring you And I of course supply the rhyme that you can swing to The Flavor Unit keeps all
[45 king] Let's start the show off, sisters ago look alive The queen latifah, the king of 45 Bringing a mixture of pure flavor I make beats, she rock
my hand I could write it in your face my friend, put it on tape and then give it to my nigga Kay Gee, he produces me Pump it thru the Flavor Unit, spread
[Incomprehensible] rappers are full of this since I'm a don I'm pullin' out a hit 'Cause I'm fired up, I'm tired of all the bullshit Flavor unit, it
Yoke the joker There are too many overnight MC's but one And too many wacked who haven't paid dues You have now entered the path of the Flavor Unit And
Anybody I get with start rhymin different You're old like frozen biscuits Delete your cheap service deliver raps like fleet service Empire structure, elite service The united
even got the time to sprout So you could never give me body or come in my house The flavor unit is doing back again this year How many flavors of the flavor
Prospect And to my brother down South, nuff respect Bendecion, mija, Papi My cousins Big F, Pote, Michael and Jerome To all my engineers, Native Tongue and Flavor Unit