Go Ill
(vanilla ice, david deberry, kim sharp)
Get on up...i walk the beat and walk it with clarity
I wanna make sure alls hearin me
Ducks whos bummin, I found your hide away
Im livin large yall so by the way
Who rocked the crowd and rocks it loud
On the strengths, yall, Im takin bows now
Kickin up lyrics that others wanna rock to
Rock like me, yall this you cant do
The v, the a, the n, the i, the lla yall
Its vanilla
Go ill, go ill, get on up, go ill, go ill, get on up,
Go ill, go ill, get on up, go ill, go ill, get on up,
Hold on girl, let your feet move free
cause you move to the groove of vanilla i-c-e
You come here to rock and let the white boy rap
If you a ho, get off my lap
cause ice stands for bein so cold
Thats a nickname I got for bein so bold
Jerome stands for m.p.a.
My personal assistant, every day
Im not an mc who come here to play
Yo, boy, Im serious, Im goin all the way
Rhymes are clean, theres no need to be ill
And when Im on the mic, I let em all spill
(repeat chorus)
I rock the mic like Im a fanatic
When I see one, I got to have it
Ill whip up a sound thatll burst your eardrum
What you gonna do? dont you play dumb
Busy like kizzy, groovin like rubin
Dont care what you do, just keep movin
Shakin your limbs until they wear thin
I make your butt shake just watch the boy grin
Simple like simon, with ice rhymin
Some mcs fakin it, but Im the diamond
Im the rhyme doctor, always on call
You watch your fries, boy, or Im gonna take yours
(repeat chorus)
Start skeezin and move that hip girl
Get in the mood and dont you quit
Smooth as slime, king rhyme
Rock it boy, cause its a craime
Ill make you scream like youre in between
When Im on the mic, yes Im the king
cause Im hungry as a dog, Ill eat up
My rhymes are runnin, dont interrupt
cause Im a throne overtaker, not and mc faker
I like my coffee, but I cant stand sanka
(repeat chorus)
Produced by david deberry, kim sharp
Published by too sharp music/ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Wanna Rock
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
Dont wanna move or get out of bed
That rock n rolls going straight through my head
They say Im stupid, I really dont care
Whatever they say, well I say thats fair
All I wanna do is rock n roll
All I wanna do is rock and rock some more
Wanna rock, wanna rock
Wanna rock, wanna rock
Dont waste my money driving round in a car
Save my money for electric guitars
Disco musics just a social disease
If it dont rock me, then it aint gonna please me
All I wanna do is rock n roll
All I wanna do is rock and rock some more
Wanna rock, wanna rock
Wanna rock, wanna rock, wanna rock
Turn up the music, lets have a good time
Dont pull no punches, lay it right on the line
New wave, old wave, third wave will do
It dont matter when Im dancing with you
All I wanna do is rock n roll
All I wanna do is rock and rock some more
Wanna rock, wanna rock
Wanna rock, wanna rock, wanna rock
song performed by by April Wine
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Rosta Man
(vanilla ice, w. stallings, craig pride)
Strictly from the islands, vanilla ice
The man jam down reggae music
Mash it up ice, mash it
I got the rhyme to keep the body pumpin
Turn the party out while the people are jumpin
Reggae style at the top of my list
Is hitting real hard like mike tysons fist
It is so good that the girlies goin crazy
Vanillas on the mic and you know Im not lazy
Im pumpin up the lyrics in a smooth way
I drop em like a bum rush much as what we say
The other mcs try to duplicate
But with the rosta man they just mediate
Rosta man you be jammin so smooth
You rockin on the mic and you can only improve
Rosta man you know you sound so sweet
I like the way you put the lyrics to the funky beat
Ah rae rue, re rae rah
Reggae rock has the style to chase the blues away
Ah rae rue, re rae rah
Reggae rock has the style to chase the blues away
Me and i, myself and you
The rosta man, deshay and the rest of my crew
Reggae musics been around for a while
Vanilla ice is doin it the hip hop style
Because this is the one that we call the rae rue
Everybody out there you know just what to do
Just clap your hands and stomp your feet
Move around to the sound of the reggae beat
No push, no fall, no shove, no trip
The rosta man wants you get with it
(repeat chorus)
Well the people out there let me hear you scream
If you want to get down and you want to be seen
Then jump up my man, do the rosta man
Move your head up and down to the reggae jam
Just shake your arms and move your hips
All you females out there let me shake your
And just get down like youre makin love
All you people who believe in God above
(repeat chorus)
From the ah rae rue, the re rae rah
The jack tar village in jamaica
Ocho rios or the way to kingston
If we go back to the homeland again
Back on tour from city to city
Rollin with the girls with the big, big ahhh...
Pity the fool who step it to me
I drop em like a fly, I better get the flea
(repeat chorus)
Produced by wayne stallings and darryl williams
Published by t.c. & floyd music/ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Ozone Mama
Written by: r. robinson & c. robinson
Its a trip yall
Git hip to this yall
It will git yall
Gonna hit yall
Never quit yall
Right in the middle of our minds
The bug that bit yall
Make ya itch yall
Inch by inch yall
Til your tall yall
See it all yall
Near and far yall
We wont ever let it drag
This funny feeling got me reeling
Like Im walking on the ceiling
Do it to me now
Chorus:
Ozone mama lay your daddy down
Under the stars right down on the ground
Mother nature got me thinking
bout the love that youve been bringin
Do it to me now
Cmon the ride yall
We provide yall
Its like this yall
Never miss yall
Git up and go yall
Ya never know yall
We be the bottom of your bag
Give a call yall
Anytime yall
Dont be slow yall
Ya gotta know yall
On with the show yall
Bring it all yall
We dont ever have to brag
Well you got this poor boy thinking
Your lovin cup Ive been drinking
Do it to me now
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Slow & Low
(chorus) let it flow - let yourself go
Slow and low - that is the tempo
Its never old school - all brand new
So everybody catch - the bugaloo flu
Not like a fever - not like a cold
The beats are clear - the rhymes are bold
So dont see a doctor or see a nurse
Just listen to the music - first things first
First of all - get off the wall
Its time to party so have a ball
Because we slowed it on down - so get the hell up
Like a volcano Ill erupt
We got determination - bass and highs
White castle fries only come in one size
What you see is what you get
And you aint seen - nothing yet
(repeat chorus)
I do not sing - but I make a def song
You could live your whole life - and I hope you live long
On the gong show we wont get gonged
Were the beastie boys - not cheech and chong
Strong as an ox - fresh out the box
The crowd is so live - theyre coming in flocks
And when we go on - the crowd goes off
Its all hard rock - theres nothing soft
(repeat chorus)
We dont only rock the house but well house we rock
We dont stroll but we roll straight to the top
M.c.a., adrock, mike d. makes three
And we can do it like this in the place to be
When Im recorded - youll be rewarded
I know my song is def cause you all applauded
Not p.c.p. or l.s.d. - just me mike d. in the place to be
This is not free - you must pay a fee
Cash on delivery like a c.o.d.
(repeat chorus)
The beat is slow in order to dance
I wanna hear I dos and no I cant
First you move your legs - and then your arms
Its not fast and nervous - this dance is calm
Its truly stable and you ought to be able
To dance to the record when its on the turntable
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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Say It
Funky is as funky does
Walked on over, there she was
Standing by the jukebox
With her ear up against refused to hear
What Im sayin, Im only prayin
I just want to make sweet love to you
Ooh ooh ooh
Understand?
I wanna be your man
I got a plan
She said speak to the hand
She said Im gonna rock your world, yall
Oh oh oh
I-Im gonna rock your world, yall
Chorus
Black or white, love or hate
You should get it off your chest
Before its too late
Say it, if you got something on your mind,
Say it
You must learn to release your
I got a car, it go fast
Keep fuzzy dice on the dash
Gotta bumper sticker, it says peace
Keep a gun under my seat
To protect you in case one of them bad guys come along
Ooh ooh ooh
Am I too rough, not rough enough
You like whips and chains, Ill buy that stuff
Oh oh oh
Chorus
Love or hate, skin black or white
Gonna eat you up if you keep it inside
So say it
Girl you got something on your mind, say it
Baby am I not your type, say it
Like wow, do you love me know, say it
Like tiger sanchez, your latin lover
Get up the nerve, gonna make a scene,
Walk it on over like a sex machine
Takin it to the floor, doin my funky dance,
Show her the tiger thats in my what what
Everybody funny, now you actin funny too
Was it something I said, something Ive done,
Something that I do
Did did I rock your world, yall
Did did I rock your world yall
Black white gay straight get raped
Did it late religious gone love hate
Stayed out way too late
Say it, got something on your mind, say it
Whats wrong baby, I aint your type, say it
Why dont you love my now
song performed by by Poison
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Ice Is Workinit
(vanilla ice, earthquake, m. smooth, g. anderson, p. loomis)
Yo! here comes the intro
Its time to let it go
I live the life of my rhyme, I think Ill let it show
So, keep it goin so the mic can stay warm
Then I know Ive been doin my job cause therell be sweat pourin
So pick and choose your weapon but dont slip
Im here to kill you boys with the flex of my mic grip
So pump your fist like this, but dont miss
The hook and the break when you decide to dance to this
Lyrical concept thats meant for the dance floor
I know you adore cause thats what you came for
The ice rhymer is back and livin large
And when Im at a show you better wear camouflage
cause there was plenty who thought I couldnt swing this
But now all I get from the crowd is just a pumped fist
So sing along with the chorus cause its a hit
Or stay at home alone cause ice will be workin it
Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work
It, work it. work it, ice, yea! cmon and work it baby
Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work
It, work it. work it, ice, yea! cmon and work it baby
Go white boy, go white boy, go!
Check out the hook. vanilla ice, yep, yep
Im makin a killin and chillin because Im cool as an ice pack
Youre lovin everything when I think of a new track
I keep my rhyme flowin, notice its right on time
And separate the wax and keep my mic in line
So put your body in motion and let me know that youre there
And those playin the wall dont be scared
cause its a foundation of breaks put to a beat
Strong as concrete cause Im rockin the beat
Im in rock mode now cause Im steppin like a soldier
Move to the groove and try to hold your composure
Never the less Im back to attack
I came to manifest, and express to this dope track
Blow off the lid for the kid I get nice
Thats why the ladies scraem...oh! vanilla ice!
Forthcomin Im risin to the top
The real definition of funk is put to hip hop
Thats what I though, youre cause by the friction
Pens to the pad when Im shakin the mixin
What I like to hear is a drummer get wicked
The tone of a vocal thrown and then kick it
Dont be surprised if your eyeballs swell
I know its hard to regard cause Im loved by the females
Masses of many, which is plenty, comes to a halt
No ones in the runnin, so I guess that is my fault
So pump up the crowd and give em somethin to step to
My djs at his max to enhance what I bring you
The concepts hittin so follow along like a cookbook
Acknowledge the pros from all the titles I took, yea
The crowds at ease when I breat through the mic end
As I whip up a dance better move all the mic stands
I go to work on the floor like a wet mop
If youve ever been moved, check it out when I rock
(repeat chorus)
Throw your hands in the air and lets get hyper
Flip this thing and sting like a viper
Rollin with the rhythm, I did it for my opponent
If there was a crown to be taken, yea, I would own it
Believe that my rhyme is spoken like it has to be
With slang to stain its a sheer catastrophe
Sheer to the point, to the point its like lethal
The dope that Im sellin is not even illegal
But, still knowck you out with clout to make you shout
To rock the party people sho em what its all about
Money, yea, is the key to all problems
If you believe that, then you should surely solve em
cause I got the key, the key to attack
The knowledge from my dome, from the top of my track
To my foes, I can show I can flow cause Im legit
Thinkin of a new dance, ice will be workin it
(repeat chorus)
Produced by vanilla ice, earthquake,
Paul loomis, george anderson
Published by ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ice Is Workinit
(vanilla ice, earthquake, m. smooth, g. anderson, p. loomis)
Yo! here comes the intro
Its time to let it go
I live the life of my rhyme, I think Ill let it show
So, keep it goin so the mic can stay warm
Then I know Ive been doin my job cause therell be sweat pourin
So pick and choose your weapon but dont slip
Im here to kill you boys with the flex of my mic grip
So pump your fist like this, but dont miss
The hook and the break when you decide to dance to this
Lyrical concept thats meant for the dance floor
I know you adore cause thats what you came for
The ice rhymer is back and livin large
And when Im at a show you better wear camouflage
cause there was plenty who thought I couldnt swing this
But now all I get from the crowd is just a pumped fist
So sing along with the chorus cause its a hit
Or stay at home alone cause ice will be workin it
Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work
It, work it. work it, ice, yea! cmon and work it baby
Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work
It, work it. work it, ice, yea! cmon and work it baby
Go white boy, go white boy, go!
Check out the hook. vanilla ice, yep, yep
Im makin a killin and chillin because Im cool as an ice pack
Youre lovin everything when I think of a new track
I keep my rhyme flowin, notice its right on time
And separate the wax and keep my mic in line
So put your body in motion and let me know that youre there
And those playin the wall dont be scared
cause its a foundation of breaks put to a beat
Strong as concrete cause Im rockin the beat
Im in rock mode now cause Im steppin like a soldier
Move to the groove and try to hold your composure
Never the less Im back to attack
I came to manifest, and express to this dope track
Blow off the lid for the kid I get nice
Thats why the ladies scraem...oh! vanilla ice!
Forthcomin Im risin to the top
The real definition of funk is put to hip hop
Thats what I though, youre cause by the friction
Pens to the pad when Im shakin the mixin
What I like to hear is a drummer get wicked
The tone of a vocal thrown and then kick it
Dont be surprised if your eyeballs swell
I know its hard to regard cause Im loved by the females
Masses of many, which is plenty, comes to a halt
No ones in the runnin, so I guess that is my fault
So pump up the crowd and give em somethin to step to
My djs at his max to enhance what I bring you
The concepts hittin so follow along like a cookbook
Acknowledge the pros from all the titles I took, yea
The crowds at ease when I breat through the mic end
As I whip up a dance better move all the mic stands
I go to work on the floor like a wet mop
If youve ever been moved, check it out when I rock
(repeat chorus)
Throw your hands in the air and lets get hyper
Flip this thing and sting like a viper
Rollin with the rhythm, I did it for my opponent
If there was a crown to be taken, yea, I would own it
Believe that my rhyme is spoken like it has to be
With slang to stain its a sheer catastrophe
Sheer to the point, to the point its like lethal
The dope that Im sellin is not even illegal
But, still knowck you out with clout to make you shout
To rock the party people sho em what its all about
Money, yea, is the key to all problems
If you believe that, then you should surely solve em
cause I got the key, the key to attack
The knowledge from my dome, from the top of my track
To my foes, I can show I can flow cause Im legit
Thinkin of a new dance, ice will be workin it
(repeat chorus)
Produced by vanilla ice, earthquake,
Paul loomis, george anderson
Published by ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Rap Song
[wyclef]
Wyclef on guitar.. with the black eyed peas
Here go the rap song, they wanna sing it to yall
[chorus one]
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
[verse one]
Youre like a hip-hop song yknow
I wanna be your buddy like de la soul
Let me rock +them+ bells like Im ll
I like you in a kangol and gazelles
Heres a ticket come and see me on my planet rock
Like the daddy kane, I can be your smooth op
But wait-uh every month youre the flavor
I wanna get a scoop - lat-uh!
[chorus two]
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like a rap song ..
She make me clap (hows that) cause she a rap song
She like a rap song
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like a rap song ..
She make me clap (hows that) cause she a rap song
She like a rap song
[verse two]
She was the, public enemy #1
She was my, mona lisa when we first begun
She got me, jump-in around like everlast
Singin a, rap life with help from tash
She be my, metronome rhythm to my feet
And when we, when we do it do it to the beat
She like, my melody done by eric b., and rakim
Cause she be rockin me steadily, yo
[chorus three]
Yo, she got hips to hops
And she aint goin pop
She like a record that I wanna rock
When Im rollin in my ride cruisin down my block
Yo, and if she was a rap song
Shed be bonita applebum
And I wanna put you on
Im puttin you on, youre my favorite song
[chorus two]
[verse three]
She makes me say ho but she aint a hoe!!
She got it made with special ed (? ? ) hoe!!
Her bass is everlasting like rodney os
She myself and I comin from the +soul+
She like a beat that makes me wanna grab the mic
She like the lyrics that I wanna recite
She like the old school mic with the cable
You can bring your records and Ill bring the turntable yo
[chorus three]
[chorus two]
She like a.. she like a.. {*repeat in background*}
[wyclef]
Wyclef, jerry wonder
With the black eyed peas
Dont hurt nobody man
Takin over the universe, I told yall
Take me in, dont hurt nobody
song performed by by Black Eyed Peas
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Play That Funky Music
(vanilla ice, earthquake)
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Im back and Im ringin the bell
A rockin on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well thats my dj deshay cuttin all them zs
Hittin hard and the girlies goin crazy
Vanillas on the mike, man Im not lazy.
Im lettin my drug kick in
It controls my mouth and I begin
To just let it flow, let my concepts go
My posses to the side yellin, go vanilla go!
Smooth cause thats the way I will be
And if you dont give a damn, then
Why you starin at me
So get off cause I control the stage
Theres no dissin allowed
Im in my own phase
The girlies sa y they love me and that is ok
And I can dance better than any kid n play
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music, white boy I cant hear you, say it,
Play that funky music say it, say it, say
Play that funky music, white boy it, come on
Yea, a little bit louder
Now come on, come on
Stage 2 -- yea the one ya wanna listen to
Its off my head so let the beat play through
So I can funk it up and make it sound good
1-2-3 yo -- knock on some wood
For good luck, I like my rhymes atrocious
Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious
Im an effect and that you can bet
I can take a fly girl and make her wet.
Im like samson -- samson to delilah
Theres no denyin, you can try to hang
But youll keep tryin to get my style
Over and over, practice makes perfect
But not if youre a loafer.
Youll get nowhere, no place, no time, no girls
Soon -- oh my god, homebody, you probably eat
Spaghetti with a spoon! come on and say it!
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music white boy lets do it
Vip. vanilla ice yep, yep, Im comin hard like a rhino
Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
So punks stop trying and girl stop cryin
Vanilla ice is sellin and you people are buyin
cause why the freaks are jockin like crazy glue
Movin and groovin trying to sing along
All through the ghetto groovin this here song
Now youre amazed by the vip posse.
Steppin so hard like a german nazi
Startled by the bases hittin ground
Theres no trippin on mine, Im just gettin down
Sparkamatic, Im hangin tight like a fanatic
You trapped me once and I thought that
You might have it
So step down and lend me your ear
89 in my time! you, 90 is my year.
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on, come on, i
Play that funky music white boy cant hear you
Youre weakenin fast, yo! and I can tell it
Your bodys gettin hot, so, so I can smell it
So dont be mad and dont be sad
cause the lyrics belong to ice, you can call me dad
Youre pitchin a fit, so step back and endure
Let the witch doctor, ice, do the dance to cure
So come up close and dont be square
You wanna battle me -- anytime, anywhere
You thought that I was weak, boy, youre dead wrong
So come on, everybody and sing this song
Say -- play that funky music say, go white boy, go white boy go
Play that funky music go white boy, go white boy, go
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die.
Play that funky music come on, come on, let me hear
Play that funky music white boy you say it, say it
Play that funky music a little louder now
Play that funky music, white boy come on, come on, come on
Play that funky music
Produced by vanilla ice
Published by ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Play That Funky Music
(vanilla ice, earthquake)
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Im back and Im ringin the bell
A rockin on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well thats my dj deshay cuttin all them zs
Hittin hard and the girlies goin crazy
Vanillas on the mike, man Im not lazy.
Im lettin my drug kick in
It controls my mouth and I begin
To just let it flow, let my concepts go
My posses to the side yellin, go vanilla go!
Smooth cause thats the way I will be
And if you dont give a damn, then
Why you starin at me
So get off cause I control the stage
Theres no dissin allowed
Im in my own phase
The girlies sa y they love me and that is ok
And I can dance better than any kid n play
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music, white boy I cant hear you, say it,
Play that funky music say it, say it, say
Play that funky music, white boy it, come on
Yea, a little bit louder
Now come on, come on
Stage 2 -- yea the one ya wanna listen to
Its off my head so let the beat play through
So I can funk it up and make it sound good
1-2-3 yo -- knock on some wood
For good luck, I like my rhymes atrocious
Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious
Im an effect and that you can bet
I can take a fly girl and make her wet.
Im like samson -- samson to delilah
Theres no denyin, you can try to hang
But youll keep tryin to get my style
Over and over, practice makes perfect
But not if youre a loafer.
Youll get nowhere, no place, no time, no girls
Soon -- oh my god, homebody, you probably eat
Spaghetti with a spoon! come on and say it!
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music white boy lets do it
Vip. vanilla ice yep, yep, Im comin hard like a rhino
Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
So punks stop trying and girl stop cryin
Vanilla ice is sellin and you people are buyin
cause why the freaks are jockin like crazy glue
Movin and groovin trying to sing along
All through the ghetto groovin this here song
Now youre amazed by the vip posse.
Steppin so hard like a german nazi
Startled by the bases hittin ground
Theres no trippin on mine, Im just gettin down
Sparkamatic, Im hangin tight like a fanatic
You trapped me once and I thought that
You might have it
So step down and lend me your ear
89 in my time! you, 90 is my year.
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on, come on, i
Play that funky music white boy cant hear you
Youre weakenin fast, yo! and I can tell it
Your bodys gettin hot, so, so I can smell it
So dont be mad and dont be sad
cause the lyrics belong to ice, you can call me dad
Youre pitchin a fit, so step back and endure
Let the witch doctor, ice, do the dance to cure
So come up close and dont be square
You wanna battle me -- anytime, anywhere
You thought that I was weak, boy, youre dead wrong
So come on, everybody and sing this song
Say -- play that funky music say, go white boy, go white boy go
Play that funky music go white boy, go white boy, go
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die.
Play that funky music come on, come on, let me hear
Play that funky music white boy you say it, say it
Play that funky music a little louder now
Play that funky music, white boy come on, come on, come on
Play that funky music
Produced by vanilla ice
Published by ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Get Witit
(performed by vanilla ice)
Disaster, systems break when I quake
Make no mistake, the crowd stays awake when im
Shakin and bakin and Im takin all mcs
Smilin on the mic cause Im gonna make big gees
Pow! holy cow! its like a bang or a boom
Mcs see me comin and theyre clearin the room
Ouuta my path cause theyre scared of the result
Dont wanna battle cause to me thats an insult
Man, I wouldnt even lower myself
I got your record and put it on the shelf
I didnt play it, I used it as a frisbee
Your girl saw me doin it and she kissed me
A good sport cause the balls in my court
And in the long run Im takin no shorts
Slayin competition till the parties done
You want a non stop jam
Heres the right one
Chorus
Gotta get it going on
Get wit it
Bust that beat
Yes, Im blessed and I must confess
Put me to the test and youll say Im the best
I dont joke, I dont even jest
Every line in my rhyme makes me better than the rest
Ill live high on the hog, on the fat of the land
Goddamn, Ill be so hot Ill have to walk with a fan
On the brink of success, champagne & caviar
In limos, just like a superstar
Business. leave your number at my office.
Not for sale, but the fans all bought this
Money pourin in. just like a faucet left on
Cause my rhymes are that strong-last long
Just like the coppertop battery
You think Im dope, come on, dont flatter me
cause I been hearin that stuff for years
Respect from my peers and Im changin the gears
Of that hip-hop engine, not to mention
Retire at 21 and get a pension
Gonna bust it out and your welcome to come
You wanna non stop jam heres the right one
Chorus
Heres another rhyme to break the ice
You couldnt purschase my talent at any price
Dont chase a roni cause I know that I can get em
Im not the type so I dont even sweat em
Ill love a girl and then dis the same one
Cause you know that theres more
Where that came from
Yo, the one I want just walked through the threshold
So all you other girls are out in the cold for now
Shes the only one for me
Who knows if we were meant to be
Together forever and thats a real long time
And you can tell Im in the house by my dope rhyme
Man, Im glad she came to her senses
And that she put down all her defenses
And finally gave her heart & soul
To the man behind the mic control
Im here with her now Im ready for fun
You want a non stop jam, heres the right one
Chorus-out
Written by vanilla ice, gail sky king, princesa
Produced by vanilla ice and gail sky king
Mixed by: gail sky king and david sussman
Mix engineer: david sussman
Recording engineer: kieran walsh
Keyboards and programming: joey moskowitz
Guitars: kevin grant
Vocals: dian sorel
Vocal arrangement: will downing
Recorded at d & d recording, new york
And ameraycan studios, los angeles
Mixed at post logic, los angeles
And summa music group, los angeles
Published by emi blackwood music inc./qpm music/
Ice baby music (bmi)/sky king music (ascap)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Ice Cold
(vanilla ice, w. stallings, d. williams)
Your bad self...
All right, stop, spread yourself around
Get loose girl, lets break it down
Get down, straight to the floor
Get excited and beg for more
As I go on, flow on with a smile
Pay attention to my style
Dirty but hot, ya know what I mean?
Get loose girl like a sex fiend, lets do it
cause you know what I want
Me and you babe go one on one
Get freaky and I do the same
Get hot and I ride like a sex machine
Ice cool and youre colder than ever, I like it
Ice cool and youre colder than ever
Ice cold, cooler than ever
Never say never cause Im so damn clever
Lickin your lips, Im ridin your hips
V.i.p. posse and were pimps
Be on the lookout in your vicinity
Im robbin virgins of their virginity
Like robin hood gave to the poor
I rock kashla and now she wants more
She calls everday, its gettin kinda silly
But she rides my saddle like bronco billy
In a rodeo somewhere out west
She screams out vanilla ice, youre the best!
Echoing out, can you hear?
She screams out everywhere
Just a pimp and you know
Snatchin women, so, yo!
You can beg, plead and tell me you love me
But theres no way Id put a girl above me
Unless its sex and you wanna ride
Jump on my saddle, baby, and get live
(repeat chorus)
Move your body all around
This is the dope jam, so get down
Now that you like what Im sayin admit it
This is the jam and vanilla just did it
I made you work til your butt got sore
In other words, Im about to get raw
On stage, its a v.i.p., doin dances from a to zpumpin it, pushin it, stick it hard
I freaked your girl in the back of your car
I wore a jimmy that I slapped on
Popped a rubber duckie, so bought me a trojan
Get ready, hyped into the groove
As I practiced to make your body move
Youre fienin for a meanin, oh yes, Im comin
Vanilla ice is here so you suckers start runnin
This is the jam I know youre gonna like
Deshay he cuts like a knife
He wont smirk and he wont smile
Deshay get funky for a while
Yo, its time for me to pump, pump...
Pump up the volume
(repeat chorus)
Produced by wayne stallings and darryl williams
Published by t.c. & floyd music/ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Ice Cold
(vanilla ice, w. stallings, d. williams)
Your bad self...
All right, stop, spread yourself around
Get loose girl, lets break it down
Get down, straight to the floor
Get excited and beg for more
As I go on, flow on with a smile
Pay attention to my style
Dirty but hot, ya know what I mean?
Get loose girl like a sex fiend, lets do it
cause you know what I want
Me and you babe go one on one
Get freaky and I do the same
Get hot and I ride like a sex machine
Ice cool and youre colder than ever, I like it
Ice cool and youre colder than ever
Ice cold, cooler than ever
Never say never cause Im so damn clever
Lickin your lips, Im ridin your hips
V.i.p. posse and were pimps
Be on the lookout in your vicinity
Im robbin virgins of their virginity
Like robin hood gave to the poor
I rock kashla and now she wants more
She calls everday, its gettin kinda silly
But she rides my saddle like bronco billy
In a rodeo somewhere out west
She screams out vanilla ice, youre the best!
Echoing out, can you hear?
She screams out everywhere
Just a pimp and you know
Snatchin women, so, yo!
You can beg, plead and tell me you love me
But theres no way Id put a girl above me
Unless its sex and you wanna ride
Jump on my saddle, baby, and get live
(repeat chorus)
Move your body all around
This is the dope jam, so get down
Now that you like what Im sayin admit it
This is the jam and vanilla just did it
I made you work til your butt got sore
In other words, Im about to get raw
On stage, its a v.i.p., doin dances from a to zpumpin it, pushin it, stick it hard
I freaked your girl in the back of your car
I wore a jimmy that I slapped on
Popped a rubber duckie, so bought me a trojan
Get ready, hyped into the groove
As I practiced to make your body move
Youre fienin for a meanin, oh yes, Im comin
Vanilla ice is here so you suckers start runnin
This is the jam I know youre gonna like
Deshay he cuts like a knife
He wont smirk and he wont smile
Deshay get funky for a while
Yo, its time for me to pump, pump...
Pump up the volume
(repeat chorus)
Produced by wayne stallings and darryl williams
Published by t.c. & floyd music/ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Rock n Roll Is King
Listen everybody let me tell you bout the rock n roll
Feel that rhythm and its really gonna thrill your soul
She said come along with me, to a land of make believe
She said rock n roll is king
She loves that rock n roll and she plays it all night long
Thats all she ever tells me when I call her on the telephone
She says feel that jumpin beat, and git up on your feet
She says rock n roll is king
Chorus: oh let those guitars play
Play for me play for me
Oh let that song ring out
Thats how its meant to be
It rolls like a train thats comin on down the track
She rolled over beethoven and she gave tchaikovsky back
She loves that drivin beat, she goes dancin on down the street
She said rock n roll is king
Chorus
When she comes around and Im listenin to the radio
She says you cant do that cause all I wanna do is rock n roll
Now here Im gonna stay where that music starts to play
She says rock n roll is king
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Minutes Of Power
Written by: vanilla ice & tha hit men
Produced by: vanilla ice & tha hit men
Published by: ice baby music, inc.,
Oliver and cooley music publishing., bmi
Background vocals (rap): vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: rober wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous sound studios, inc.
Crank it up, yo, and let me hear that system bump.
Cuz with this here I gotta get over the hump.
And you know what that means (that means)
Kickin out funky rhymes g (rhymes g)
I got the funky rjymes thatll please (thatll please).
And my jams break overseas (overseas)
So when I come to town be prepared to be hyped up.
Cuz when the mics turned on I get psyched up (psyched up)
The v.i.p. gets it started with intro.
Bustin smooth moves on top of instrumental
Turn up the beats in the jeeps louder
Here we go yall - with minutes of power
Minutes of power
Minutes of power
When I step to the mic - bro.
Vanilla ice does it right
And what Im sayin is - yo!
Ya suckers frontin what ya wantin is for me to fade
Thought I was outta here fools,
I aint goin away.
Back with the track that will keep my bank fat.
Hua! vanillas got the flavor for the funky format.
An if youre not givin up the credit I seek -
Vips in the house and theyre ready to creep.
Now whatcha gonna do when my boys are on you?
You know a hard head makes for a soft shoe.
So turn it up for the passengers - louder!
Its vanilla killa with minutes of power.
Walk through the smoke on the stage
And the girls scream.
Ice gets em hot, then they melt like ice cream.
Flowin with the swiftness
Kickin it with the quickness.
Fells gettin jealous cuz their girlies want a quick kiss.
When Im rolllin around in my 5.0 drop top
Turning up the sounds,
Cuz I wanna bump the hip hop.
People gettin mad cuz they hear the big bass hit.
I turn it up more just to let cha know I wont quit.
Ice has got it locked down and theres no stoppin it.
When I hear a track like this
You know that Ill be rocking it.
Sounds so sweet, it could never be sour
Here we go yall with the
M.......minutes of power.
Nows the time for the ice to let a rhyme rip.
Loadin up my lyrics with a 9 double m clip.
Shootin all enemies, youre not even a friend of me
I aint spike lee so I do the wrong thing g.
So down with luther campbell oh no.
I dont think so.
Travel state to state an and the ice man rips shows
Steppin in my path an you might get broken
I got it goin on an you know I aint jokin.
Power every hour an the ice keeps risin.
Sellin out arenas so dont look surprised
When vanilla shows up an the place explodes.
An if ya missed it - catch the next episode!
Gather up your troops,
Rush em to the record store -
An pick up the new lp from the ice man.
So let the funk flow louda
And le me hit cha - hit cha - hit cha
With the, with the
Minutes, minutes,
Minutes of power..
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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If You Dont Like Rock Roll
Youd never know there was some music playin
Until you talked your way inside the door
And then a sound like rollin thunder
Begins to push you right thru the floor
And theres a great white sign
With big black letters
That just about explains it all
If you dont like rock n roll
Well, if you dont like rock n roll
If you dont like rock n roll
Then its too late now
Well its too late now
Hey hey
Of course there was the usual lady
And she was dressed the way the stories tell
So bein cool I made a move to grab her
But you could see she read story well
And then she whipped out a card
With big black letters
That just about explained it all
Well if you dont like rock n roll
If you dont like rock n roll
Well if you dont like rock n roll
Then youre too late now
Then youre too late now
Well, if you dont like rock n roll
Well, if you dont like rock n roll, yeah
If you dont like rock n roll
Well its too late now
Well youre too late now
If you dont like rock n roll
If you dont like my rock n roll
Then youre too late now
Then youre too late now
Then youre too late, too late now
song performed by by Rainbow
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Slow And Low
chorus) Let it flow - let yourself go
Slow and low - that is the tempo
It's never old school - all brand new
So everybody catch - the bugaloo flu
Not like a fever - not like a cold
The beats are clear - the rhymes are bold
So don't see a doctor or see a nurse
Just listen to the music - first things first
First of all - get off the wall
It's time to party so have a ball
Because we slowed it on down - so get the hell up
Like a volcano I'll erupt
We got determination - bass and highs
White Castle fries only come in one size
What you see is what you get
And you ain't seen - nothing yet
(repeat chorus)
I do not sing - but I make a Def song
You could live your whole life - and I hope you live long
On the Gong Show we won't get gonged
We're the Beastie Boys - not Cheech and Chong
Strong as an ox - fresh out the box
The crowd is so live - they're coming in flocks
And when we go on - the crowd goes off
It's all hard rock - there's nothing soft
(repeat chorus)
We don't only rock the house but we'll house we rock
We don't stroll but we roll straight to the top
M.C.A., Adrock, Mike D. makes three
And we can do it like this in the place to be
When I'm recorded - you'll be rewarded
I know my song is Def 'cause you all applauded
Not P.C.P. or L.S.D. - just me Mike D. in the place to be
This is not free - you must pay a fee
Cash on delivery like a C.O.D.
(repeat chorus)
The beat is slow in order to dance
I wanna hear I dos and no I can't
First you move your legs - and then your arms
It's not fast and nervous - this dance is calm
It's truly stable and you ought to be able
To dance to the record when it's on the turntable
(repeat chorus
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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Boom! Shake The Room
Artist: jazzy jeff & fresh prince
Yo back up now and give a brother room
The fuse is lit and Im about to go boom
Mercy mercy mercy me
My life is a cage but on stage Im free
Hyped up syched up ready for wilin
Standing in a crowd of girls like an island
I see the one I wanna sic come here cutie
I flip em around and then I work that booty
Work the body work work the body
Slow down girl youre bout to hurt somebody
Oh and yo lets get just one thing clear
Theres only one reason why I came here
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
Chorus:
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Tic-tic-tic-tic boom!
Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well here I go here I go here I here I go
Yo
Dance in the aisles when the prince steps to it
The rhyme is a football yall and I went and threw it
Out in the crowd and yo it was a good throw
How do I know? because the crowd went hoooo
In response to the way that I was kicking it
Smooth and individual
Rhymes always original
Like the dr. jekyl man and this is my hyde side
I am the driver and youre on a rap ride
So fellas (yeah)
Are yall wit me (yeah)
I said fellas (yeah)
Are yall wit me (yeah)
Why dont you tell the girls what yall wanna do
Ya wanna ooh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh--ooooh
Thats right yo and Im in the flow
So pump up the volume along with the tempo
I want everybody in the house to know
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go
Chorus
Pump it pump it come on now
Repeat 5x
Yeah, come on now
Chorus
Here I go
The the f-f-f-f-fresh p-p-p-prince is who I am
So tell my mother that I never wrote a whack jam
But some times I get n-nervous and start to stutter
And I f-fumble every word for word I utter
So I just try to ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill
But it gets worse-a but worse-a but-but-but worse still
I need the c-c-c-crowd to k-k-k-kick into it
They help me calm down and I can get through it
So higher higher
Get ya hands to the ceiling
Let it go yall dont fight the feeling
Mic in a strangle hold sweat pourin
And like jordan yo Im scoring
Yeah thats right yall and I am in the flow
So pump up the volume along with the tempo
Many have died tryin to stop my show
I came here tonight to here the crowd go
Chorus
song performed by by Will Smith
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Call The Law
Step, step 2 the mic, huh
Not yet
Step, step 2 the mic, huh
Step 2 the mic and taste the hype
Its manifested, this blessed gift, I had 2 bring it right
So let me dive right in
Where do I begin? hmm, well, let me...
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the dogs), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
(ho, ho, ho, ho!) (alright) {repeat}
(ooh) the law, they come around when everyones having a ball
And by the way, that reminds me of a party yall
North side minnie, twin cities, mid-summer on the scene
And my people get busy fryin up the bird (get the chicken, baby)
Word, whoever heard of a party bein ready without a money makin pot of spaghetti (ha ha ha)
Yeah, what u laughin at?
Im sellin liquor plus some plates at $7 a crack
Huh, and thats profitable
And 4 a sucker like u, thats a mouthful
Hmph, u better call the law cuz we gettin extreme
Pick it up p
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall) {x4}
(ho, ho, ho, ho!) (alright) {repeat}
Alright
Yeah
(man, I dont know what the hell yall sellin)
(fellas, yo, what u doin now? ) (what u doin tone? )
Boy, I aint turning down nothing, this is my place
U know what Im sayin?
Homeboy
Back 2 the scene, the basements packed
Buddy at the front door breakin backs
Thats security ensuring thee
The best possible time 4 u and me, yeah
The partys jumpin (ho, ho, ho)
Everybodys bumpin 2 rock creek park when (ho, ho, ho)
Bo and his girl got silly (whatd she do? )
Jumped up on my chandelier and got busy, yeah
He had 2 snatch the ho (what? )
We got geo in the background screamin, here we go, here we go!
Yeah, the tempos upbeat
Hollywood swingin at the end of the bar
He began singin, if I didnt care...
Yeah, u better call the law (call the law)
Were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
(ho, ho, ho, ho, here we go, here we go!) (alright) {repeat}
Yeah, thats alright
Give it 2 me, come on
Yeah, mm hmm, alright
Mmm hmm, yeah
Kick it p (u better call the law)
Im outta here, yeah
Peace
Alright, alright
Call, call the law, alright
song performed by by Prince
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Never Wanna Be Without You
(performed by vanilla ice)
Love at first sight and I recite
Feelings in my heart, I hope that we will never part
You are the girl for me and I wanna see
You and me together, baby Ill leave you never
Heartfelt emotions and desires, Im on fire
Your love can take me higher
After this you know that Ill never, ever doubt you
Cause sweetheart, I never wanna be without you
Chorus
Never wanna be without you, never, no
I never wanna be
I never wanna be without you, never, no
Ooooo
I never had a love affair like this
I wanna kiss your lips, hold on tight to your hips
Press your body real close, close than most
And every glass Im gonna, to raise a toast
To our love and every moment we shared
And all the times you showed me that you cared
I love everything aout you and baby love
I never wanna be without you
Chorus
Never wanna be without you, never, no
I never wanna be
I never wanna be without you, never, no
Ooooo
Bridge
Every time I think of you I get a rush
I wanna touch you very softly, cant you tell?
Youre the one for me and you will always be
Our love will reach further than the eye can see
Cause I never...
Chorus
Never wanna be without you, never, no
I never wanna be
I never wanna be without you, never, no
Ooooo
Never wanna be without you, never, no
I never wanna be
I never wanna be without you, never, no
Ooooo
Written by vanilla ice, gail sky king, pricesa, sylvester stewart
Produced by: vanilla ice & gail sky king
Mixed by: gail sky king and david sussman
Mix engineer: david sussman
Recording engineer: kieran walsh
Keyboards and programming: peter daou
Vocals and vocal arrangements: will downing
Recorded at d & d recording, new york
Mixed at: summa music group, los angeles
Published by emi blackwood music inc./qpm music/ice baby music (bmi)/
Sky king music (ascap)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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