Public Enemy - Flavor-Man lyrics

[Intro] Yeah that's right we gon' take this all the way back to the top kid That's right boy, ha ha, hit your man off AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW-YEAH YEAH~! Flavor Flav is back, with the hottest track Y'knahmsayin kid! [Chorus: repeat 8X] Flavor, Flavor, Flavor Man [Flavor - over Chorus] What... yeah! WHAT... yeah! What... yeah! WHOAHHHHHHHHH-HOOO!!! [Flavor Flav] For all you motherf**ers who think I fell off I'm Flavor Flav n***a, I'm still the boss~! Go, live, king, throw live I live Uptown in the Bronx, gimme a hi-five Yankee Stadium is where I'm from We get up over beats and then we beat the drum Born and raised in Freeport, Long Island (What) We keep 'em smilin South Freeport, get down That's where my family is found After dark, just gimme a spark Go to Jones Beach, get on the back of a shark Have him take me down to Florida I'm the flyest n***a down in Florida Gimme the mic, move over, I'm takin this sh** I'm back in control, gimme your soul Check it out - make room for daddy! (What) Before I have to get the belt (what) Beat your a** all the way back to the felt (what) Make you do the wop Shimmy shimmy go go pop [Chorus] [Flavor - over Chorus] What... who! What... who! What... who! What... who! What... who! What... who! What, who! [Flavor Flav] I'm fakin no moves and fakin no jax Flavor Flav is back on the dome relax I push all the bu*tons around this b**h I'ma go get money from Bill Gates, get rich So I can build me a psycho-loft So I can go psycho with my Micro-soft Flavor Windows is the new invention Colorful windows to get the attention (Knock knock) Flavor Flav is eatin with Bill Gates Bill, had to have a certain flavor To have the highest, bank rates in the world (Word up) But he don't stand alone Joey Fatone, is in my bones Jackie Hamilton, dollar bill Sittin real high on Capitol Hill [Chorus] [Flavor - over Chorus] What... who! What... who! What... who! What... yeah! What... yeah! What... yeah! Who, yeah!! [Flavor Flav] Knock knock baby! [Chorus] - 1/2 [Flavor - over Chorus] What... who! What... who! What... who! What... who! [Flavor Flav - ad libbing] What... knock knock Knock knock, knock knock Knock knock, knock knock Knock knock, knock knock right here at your door Givin you more of what you bargained for Flavor Flav - back in your face Mess with my kids and I'll catch a case Y'knahmsayin, I ain't playin It's all in the message I'm relayin Right here in DeVante's studio That's where I'm sayin, that's right All the way to Penn Station, Jackson Station and the nation Feature your generation, yo Flavor Flav is out Two steps automatic and I'm out kid