Flavor Flav - Wonder Why lyrics

Yessir, mo' Flav "Show 'em that we can do this!" [Chorus: Flavor Flav] (I wonder why, we don't ever hear from Flav no more) Cause they all want Flavor, they all want Flavor They got no Flavor Cause they all want Flavor, they all need Flavor They got no Flavor Cause they all want Flavor, they all need Flavor They got no Flavor [Flavor Flav] You wonder why you never hear from Flav Mannnn, it's like city cops they don't behave Now they'd rather see me locked as if the world I'm tryin to save But I ain't Captain Save-A-Ho (what they call me Flavor fo') I was just like chicken, hot damn who's lickin? Like I'm some type of meal here, thought that you was real here Eat at my expenses, would you please comprehend this Get nathan, nad now, be like Total Recall 'Bout six altogether if I can recall But you still wanna eat off FLAAAAAV Like this {?} vacation way But that's not what the sign here SAYYYYYYY In the try pick 6 it take 5 today If you got it {n***a} sell some hay But stay the {f**} out my way Cause these {n***az} in the Boogie don't play They chop raw and the neck losses fakers from the machete I got the wire stay the {f**} out my way Cause nobody wants casual-tays, from this pistol spray And I ain't tryin to lose another today So I say... so I say... yeah [Chorus] with ad libs [Flavor Flav] Man this world is a cold one, the game she's an old one Far too advanced, black widow run dance By chance, have you seen her, strung-out Maria On one-six-third and Sherman, go see her Used to be quite the hustler, big timer muscler Up in the park on one-six-one Now the work she moves still, down down downhill But she wreak of the sickness and her man won't fix this Ammonia in the needle, left her slumpin fetal It was all for the come-up, she was found next sun up by me, {f**ed} your boy up, for her we'll keep the noise up Forever life the joys of - FLAAAAAV Don't know why {motherf**ers} wanna flirt with d**h Cause when he catch up {f**} your sould found for dead on the steps We'll be new shoe shoppin, pine box droppin Convoy through the red lights, with the headlights Man I hope your head right, hope you made your bed right {n***az} never get the point until they see the light From the four pound ratchet, bearface, yellow jacket It's goin all out to Bronx House and Cak-a-saki Double stuck ex two blues and H 2 Oh no dough Jakes know your facial Six bodies pendin and they all biracial You'll probably catch 6 more before they detonate you The same judge hate me hate you Yeah when I pee pee, shake out my teepee America's Most, no toastin, I'm on TV So fall back easy, cause y'all so sleazy [Chorus] with ad libs