burn marks on my hips from my twin glocks [Chorus] (Queen Latifah) I got flava for days (KRS-One) Flava unit has a title Roll With the Flava [x4] Verse
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, and
the enemy is stalking Ways for days Search United States quite Were not a full power Cause the racial riot In my neighborhood We attempt to kill each other
memorial for Makaveli and Big Pop' G G G G G, young homey got shit locked Public Enemy No.1, Flavor Flav with a wrist watch All black G-Units, all black
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
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
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
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
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
Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin' team Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I
[Flavor Flav] Yeah that's right Chuck man, that's what you gotta do You got to tell 'em JUST LIKE THAT, you know what I'm sayin? Cause yo, man let me
's a brawler Bring your tallest champs like that much taller Ten pounds heavier, one step ahead of it Vocab, stamina, style's all irrelevant Camps and cliques, units
Busta] What ya'll niggaz wanna do right now? [Flip Mode] We wanna do it again, we wanna do it again [Busta] I..say...what my Flip Mode unit wanna do now
master of the charts And on the tipple several brothers, we muskets It's Tahid, Akeem, Cracker C and Cee Justice Plus is the voice behind the Flavor Unit
is stalking Ways for days Search United States quite Were not a full power Cause the racial riot In my neighborhood We attempt to kill each other Politics
