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!

Flavor, Flavor, Flavor Man

What... yeah! WHAT... yeah!

What... yeah! WHOAHHHHHHHHH-HOOO!!!

For all you motherfuckers who think I fell off

I'm Flavor Flav nigga, 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 nigga down in Florida

Gimme the mic, move over, I'm takin this shit

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 ass all the way back to the felt (what)

Make you do the wop

Shimmy shimmy go go pop

What... who! What... who!

What... who! What... who!

What... who! What... who!

What, who!

I'm fakin no moves and fakin no jax

Flavor Flav is back on the dome relax

I push all the buttons around this bitch

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

What... who! What... who!

What... who! What... yeah!

What... yeah! What... yeah!

Who, yeah!!

Knock knock baby!

What... who! What... who!

What... who! What... who!

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