Flavor   Got the Flavor   Got the Flavor   Feel so good about a piece of trash, the birds are drunk, they're drinking from a glass   White lightning and an ol' fruit cup   (?)(?)box rock where you are   Dig my grave with a silver spade   juiced up, from africa to spain   ghetto blastin to the drivin' lane   insane in the mundane   pass the bucket, drink your wheels,   spinnin it back   black shit   cause i got the flavor   yeah i got the flavor   cause i got the flavor   yeah i got the flavor   Gah what the fuck? got the flavor.. OH!   damn!   Out in the moonlight takin' requests,   rippin' the blues out of your vests   stripmine the built to flood   stricnine with head down with a thud   cause i got the blues and i can't be satisfied..   yeah i got the blues, we're gonna catch that train and ride   Flavor..   Flavor..   Flavor..   Got the taste..   Got the taste...   Yeah got the taste..   got the taste   got a bucket?   Oh got the flavor in my gut   oh yeah shake your guts   UH   Cause i got the taste   Cause i got the taste   Cause i got the taste   Cause i got the taste   GOT THE TASTE, FLAVOR!    cause i got--!