Let me hear you say      I ain't mad at all   Bought a fat jam to make you flip the script   Don't want to sleep and misbehave   Understand what I'm saying      I'm all about makin' some fat louies   So I can buy my kids   Motorcycles, candy bars, Peter Paul   Flavor Flave, he ain't mad at all, boyee      Poppa's got a brand new flav so once   Again here we go, again here we go   Again here we go, again here we go   I ain't mad at all, I ain't mad at all, I ain't mad at all      What you know   What you know 'bout that boy?      Noodles, neon noodles on a fifth chillin' with a toy   He's chillin' thought he had a pit bull   Eating Brussels sprouts but he had a big bite   He tried to bite me, he tried to get me   I turned around and I hit him with my bike      They picked me up put me in a wagon   The bottom fell out and my ass start draggin'      Who put the cuffs on Flava   Why you gonna go and do that   He's the Flavor mack   He's the Flavor mack      I ain't mad at all   I ain't mad at all      Yo check out my honey hoe's   Sing that shit gee      There's a Flavor Flav so what your girlie   Before she wanna sneak out early   'Cause on the di Flavor snatched her up   First there was super fly but Flavor's got more style   And you can't tell because your crackin' up      Let me hear you say   Kick it   Kick it      I ain't mad at all, I ain't mad at all   I ain't mad at all, I ain't mad at all   I ain't mad at all, I ain't mad at all      I got the feeling I got to tell ya   You be a star and the man try to jail ya   I don't pollute so why should I give a hoot   You ask why you livin' foul      Na, na, na, na, na, na   Why they wanna keep me down?   'Cause you got Flavor workin' day and nite      Why you wanna play me   Like fried ice cream   Give me nightmares   Can't never have a nice dream      I feel like bustin' loose   Bustin' loose   Give me a break y'all      You can try to cop my style   But Flavor Flav got too much on file , boyee   I don't wanna go but I can't stay here no more      I ain't mad at all   Yeah, yeah, yeah      You flatlinin', you flatlinin' you know what I'm sayin'   Who put the cuffs