Yo, gee, come and get your New York Post   New York Post right here   Come on, y'all, get the boost stubost, stubost   Stubost, coasta, coasta New York Post      Yo, New York Post don't brag an' boast   Dissin' flavor when he's butter that you put on your toast   Put my address in the paper 'cause I smacked that girl   She's the mother of my kid's that I took around the world      Disagreements having scuffles when you share upon   You shouldn't try to drain subjects in a duck pond   If you're gonna cover stories about people's worries   [Incomprehensible] tell 'em cause they don't bring glory      It only brings agony, ask James Cagney   He beat up on a guy when he found he was a fagney   Cagney is a favorite, he is my boy   'Cause he don't jive around, he's a real McCoy      Yeah, you tellin' Flav, we got to let 'em know   Here's a letter to the New York Post   The worst piece of paper on the East Coast      Matter of fact the whole state's forty cents   in New York City fifty cents elsewhere   It makes no goddamn sense at all   America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit      Flavor Flav is the one that makes The Post money   Writers making violence in headlines funny   Tryin' to undress my past 'til it's naked   Post got Flavor from sellin' all the records      Europe, Asia to the street of New York   Flavor Flav known for his finesse talk   Do it to ya for The Post to employ me   New York Post can't destroy me      Rapper of Public Enemy, rapstar beats lover   With the headline of a fucked up cover   Out the pot took the plate New York Post   Get your story straight motherfucker      It always seem they make our neighborhood look bad   Here's a letter to the New York Post   Yo, ain't worth the paper it's printed on   Founded in 1801 by Alexander Hamilton   That's a hundred and ninety years continuous of fucked up news      Yo one can play the game, two can play the game   Yo Flav read on can't forget you either Jet   Flavor Flav is your best Jet yet      My own people owns the most business   Wrote on faith of value'sness   Should have checked with me before you wrote it   Got it from another source and quote it      Put it out like the new year bull drop   In every beauty parlor and barber shop   Flavor Flav world renown   Can't keep a man like Flavor down      Yo, Jet be a good host   Don't print bull like the New York Post   Augh, looks like somebody slipped up here   Anyway here's a letter to the New York Post      Black newspaper and magazines   Are supposed to get the real deal from the source y'all   Sorry, Jet you took the info straight out of The Post   Burned us like toast      So when it comes to getting you facts straight about P.E.   Get your shit correct