Vanilla Ice lyrics
Vanilla Ice lyrics
"Ice Ice Baby Lyrics"
Careless Lyrics
Careful that you don? use up your ninth one, we all were careless once. It can? be too much fun, just going round once, it all can slip away. One banana peel away. You left this big ole void, sure miss your sweet voice. Now we?e left holding on. We all were careless once. We all were careless once.
Careful that you don? use up your ninth one, we all were careless once. It can? be too much fun, just going round once, it all can slip away. One banana peel away. You left this big ole void, sure miss your sweet voice. Now we?e left holding on. We all were careless once. We all were careless once.
"Ice Ice Baby"
by Vanilla Ice
from "To the Extreme"
Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!
Ice Ice Baby
Ice Ice Baby
All right stop
Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow that a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop?
Yo--I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
Dance
Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killin your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less that the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye
The kid dont play
If there was a problem
Known by the Scars Lyrics
Michael Card Mother Mary cried as she held heaven her arms For the shadow of the scar she saw was clear As her own bewildered baby lay weeping for the world Whose frightened tears would free us all from fear Chorus The marks of death that God chose never to erase The wounds of loves eternal war When the kingdom comes with its perfected sons
Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla (4X)
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby
Waving just to say HI
Did you stop?
No--I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
Yo--so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rassasanation Lyrics
You ain't got enough calcium to have a bone to pick wit' me Like I'm crazy I'll choke a nigga out wit' his own gee On me Fuck they whole batallion I'll chop ya head off and wear ya skull like sophmore medallions I'm the one wit da million dolla' smile and three dolla's to my name puttin black eyes in the game like mascara These diabetic MC's must think shit is
Rockman lovers driving LamborghinisMichael Card Mother Mary cried as she held heaven her arms For the shadow of the scar she saw was clear As her own bewildered baby lay weeping for the world Whose frightened tears would free us all from fear Chorus The marks of death that God chose never to erase The wounds of loves eternal war When the kingdom comes with its perfected sons
Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla (4X)
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby
Waving just to say HI
Did you stop?
No--I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
Yo--so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rassasanation Lyrics
You ain't got enough calcium to have a bone to pick wit' me Like I'm crazy I'll choke a nigga out wit' his own gee On me Fuck they whole batallion I'll chop ya head off and wear ya skull like sophmore medallions I'm the one wit da million dolla' smile and three dolla's to my name puttin black eyes in the game like mascara These diabetic MC's must think shit is
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The Chumps are acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine--
All I heard were shells
Fallin on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm tryin to get away before the jackers jacke
Police on the scene
You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla (4X)
Take heed, 'caese I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My twn, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed
This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay palays on the fade, slice it like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "Damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem
Yo--I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while Deshay revolves it.
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla (4X)
Yo man--let's get out of here!
Word to your mother!
Ice Ice baby Too Cold
Ice Ice baby Too Cold Too cold (3X)