FLAVA FLAVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV
yea so i'm back and there's only two things i can't get enough of...#1. Cat<33 ...#2. Public Enemy, FLAVA FLAV MOTHA FUCKASSSSSSSSSSS
Runnin' for your life, by the knife
Runnin' from your wife ... yipes
You should've stuck with home
Your mind to blow your dome
It was you that chose your due
You built a maze you can't get through
I tried to help you all I can
Now I can't do nuttin' for you man
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You got all these people on your back now
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
Flavor flav got problems of his own
I can't do nuttin' for you man
Go lean on shells answer man
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You jumped out of the jelly into a jam
Make ya love the wrong instead of right
Not a thief cat burglar through the night
cop told your girl her name was Shirl
About a rooftop crime to steal her pearls
Oozy down the bullets in the gun
Just microwave themselves a ton
The you tried to help them all they can
But they couldn't do nuttin' for ya man
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
They couldn't do nuttin' for ya man
Flavor Flav is the sun
Public Enemy number one
Gotcha runnin' from the gun (pow)
Of a brain that weighs a ton
Can't face my facts that's on the shelf
Cause you want a hand out for your wealth
Eatin' welfare turkey out of the can
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You want six dollars for what?
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You better man kiss my but
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
I'm busy tryin' to do for me
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
That's the way the ball bounces gee
Bass for your face, yo man
Bass for your face, I can’t do nuttin
Bass for your face, nuttin for ya
Bass for your face, I tried to tell ya
Rock that shit homie, yo G
Rock that shit homie, listennnn
Rock that shit homie, I ain’t tryin’ to hear that
Rock that shit homie, I ain’t tryin’ to hear that
Kick that shit, YOU ON WELFARE
Kick that shit, YO’ MOMMA GOT GOLD NIPPLES
Kick that shit, You got a rip in yo’ couch
Kick that shit, Wash yo’ butt
HAHAAAA