Just...like... Uniblab robotic kickin' flab
My flavor be the badder
chitter chatter
Madder than the Mad Hatter (1)
I bet you my shit come out fatter
to turn your body into antimatter (2) {...body into antimatter...}
got the data
And just like a piece of sizzlean
you'll fit inside my stomach
with the eggs and grits between {...take 'em down, Mack...}
I mean
The King is what I mean
my man get a cup
and put some change inside your hand {...take 'em down, Mack...}
Now hold up,
let's make this official {...make it official}
everybody let's agree that M.C.'s need a tissue {..wake 'em up}
The funk's my only issue,
I bet your mama miss you
No more of your whining
on the charts climbing
and I bet the Mack take off like an M.X. missile
as I make the funk
kickin' out more harder than a diamond {...harder than a diamond}
And if you didn't know who's rhyming
I guess I'm gonna say Craig Mack
with perfect timing
..you won't be around next year
My rap's too severe, kickin' mad flava in ya ear {...KICK IT DOWN!}
CHORUS:
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{...brand new flava in ya ear...}
[time for new flava in ya ear]
I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear
[Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear...]
Craig Mack
1000 degrees
You'll be on your knees
and you'll be burnin', beggin' please
Man's indisputed
Brother FREEZE! {BOY!...}
and deep-booted
funk smoke that leaves your brains booted
This bad M.C.
with stamina like Bruce Jenner(3)
the winner
Tasting M.C.'s for dinner
You're crazy like that glue {...you're crazy, boy, You're crazy.}
could out-do
to think that you
my one-two
that's sick like the flu {...shake 'em down, Mack}
BOY all the time, 'cause
BOY, I flip
BOY, the rhyme you're kickin' {HAAAAAAAAA! BOY!...}
ain't worth a dime
Seems like there's no competition
You come around,
in this rap world expedition
I'll knock you out [of] position {... knock 'em out!}
could ever dig a grave
No flav
for the Mack
the power pack
in black
makin' cement crack {...make it crack...}
..and here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{Here- comes- the- brand- new- flavor-...
[time for new flava in ya ear]
...in- your- ear...
I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear
...BOY!!!}
[Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear...]
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{Flavor down...}
{Flavor, Flavor, here comes the flavor}
[time for new flava in ya ear]
I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear
[Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear...]
{Flavor in ya ear, boy...}
HAAAAAAA!
The Mack's dope
With more hope than your Pope
but for M.C.'s more knots than rope
I'd like to break it down
down-breakin'
forsaken
lords of M.C.'s shakin
with this track that my man's makin'
M.C.'s will run like a bomb threat
I bet {what?}
or better yet {huh?}
make you sweat
Gettin' hotter than the sun get {yup!}
Craig Mack is the flav that romps
I break all rules
with my action
from here to Tibet {BOY!}
that the Mack sends
to M.C.'s stop relaxin'
gettin' down
This brand new Sherrif that's in town's
leavin' bodies buried in the ground {...rest in peace...}
I set up rhymes for a decoy
To off a bad boy {OOOhhhh!}
Watch the M.C.'s I destroy and.... {BOY!!}
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
{time for new flavor...
[time for new flava in ya ear]
...fla-VOR!!}
I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear
{time for the flav...
[Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear...]
...boy, here come the Mack}
{HAAAAAA!...
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
[time for new flava in ya ear]
...wakin' up with flavor!!}
I'm kickin' brand new flava in ya ear
[Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear...]
{HAAAAAAAA!...BOY
Every hack in SF seems to have an opinion about whether or not the City of San Francisco should be giving a tax break to Twitter.
Even progressive hacks who don't understand Twitter are writing super-angry, self-righteous Facebook status updates about it. (I know this because I've been hiding all of them in my News Feed.)
You hear that, Twitter?! The Hack Parade is NOT going to take this shit sitting down! They are mad as hell, and they're not going to take it anymore!
Progressives are so angry that they're taking time out of their busy schedules of posting blog comments and watching SFGov while drunk/stoned (hey, Uncle h.!) to write angry Facebook status updates about how much Twitter sucks.
Cousin Chris Daly is fucking irate at you, Twitter! You are totally encroaching on Mid-Market, which everybody knows belongs to Chris Daly. Chris Daly and his bar for Hack Parade circle-jerks will singlehandedly save Mid-Market.
Never mind that Cuz had ten years to clean up the area when he was a supervisor. He was too busy writing Facebook updates during board meetings and IMing with Cousin Elaine Santore, people!
When asked about a specific plan for Mid-Market, he argued that SF should invest in the residents of Mid-Market. (Whatever that means.) Then Chris ignited his army of 692 followers by creating a Twitter petition targeted at Supervisor Jane Kim.
If an online petition doesn't light a fire under Twitter CEO Dick Costolo's ass, I don't know what will. I'm sure Costolo tosses and turns at night thinking about what Cousin Chris thinks of his (estimated) $8-10 billion company.
I know for certain that Mayor Ed Lee and Jane Kim are losing sleep over Chris' angry tweets. Can some nerd out there check if Ed Lee and Jane Kim are even following @superdaly? Just curious.
And if that wasn't enough pressure, the Voice of the Progressive Gawd, aka Bruce Brugmann (who doesn't have a Twitter account, but somebody created a fake one for him) has some strong opinions about Twitter himself:
"Under the Twitter proposal, big companies with big payrolls would get a break and small businesses would get nothing. (Black Rock LLC, which runs Burning Man, is also looking at space in Mid-Market, and the city's not offering that outfit — which employs 30 people and has an annual payroll of $3 million — any tax breaks.)" - Bruce Brugmann
Wow, another opportunity for the SFBG to reference Burning Man. Sorry, Bruce, but a $3 million company with thirty employees is not comparable to Twitter.
I think Twitter should get the tax breaks, but I would be surprised to see Twitter stay in San Francisco for more than a couple years before making the inevitable move to the South Bay (like Facebook in Menlo Park and YouTube in San Bruno) because it's cheaper on our side of the bay. (650 represent!)
The majority of Mid-market consists of abandoned, blighted storefronts. A big company like Twitter would create more foot traffic to the area later at night. It would also encourage businesses to open coffee shops, restaurants and bars to accomodate Twitter employees.
According to Adriel Hampton, there are already a couple projects underway in the Mid-Market area:
"Real estate titan Angelo Sangiacamo, in a deal brokered by bellicose former Supervisor Chris Daly, is well underway with transformation of a low-rent lodge into a Miami nights-inspired condo complex. Fox Plaza, where my office is, will eventually get a new second tower, and there are new signs of life with a hip coffee and wine bar kitty corner from Twitter’s presumed HQ and an Andersen Bakery opened up in our lobby in just the past few months."
Conclusion
The Hack Parade doesn't like Twitter because it doesn't give them the constant validation and stalker capabilities of Facebook. They also cannot contain their cray-cray into 140 characters.
Bottom line: ignore the Hack Parade and listen to Elaine Santore. Say "Fuck Yeah" to Twitter's Tax Break and "Fuck No" to the Hack Parade retards who write useless Facebook updates and blogs to talk shit about Twitter.


