Cool As Ice
(performed by vanilla ice featuring naomi campbell)
Chorus
Gotta hold on to this feelin
Gotta let you body move
Gotta keep the music jumpin
Everybody get loose
Repeat
Face the music, then Im right behind
With a posse, a mic and a funky rhyme
It doesnt take a lot of time for me to climb
And whem Im going for mine, Im like a monkey on a vine
Goin up the scale and I will prevail
Sharper than the point on the tip of a nail
Movin with the speed of a thief on the run
My mic is my gun and my posses the one
Ready for fun, but also for static
Anything breaks and theyre ready automatic
Ive had it with suckers who try to get paid -
Sayin theyre teaching, but not makin
The grade - theyre played.
Im the teacher, man, youre the student
Close your ears if you feel youre prudent
And cant deal with the lyrics Im steppin with
But theyre the lines the people are gettin with
A lesson well taught, heres some more advice
I dont sweat it on the mic
cause Im cool as ice
Chorus repeat 2xs
Roll into town with no windows down
Im on my bike and Im headed for a mic
Battles defuse with the news of my arrival
Instincts are primal, Im all about survival
Proceed with caution, Im like a blaze
Thats roared for days
All that gaze are amazed
Dazed by the force that they just witnessed
Master, is the title to fit this
Man before ya, lyrical lawyer
Suin all the suckers on the mic that bore ya
Slick, Ill trick like a magician
On the microphone, Im like a rap technician
Turn the party out in my opinion
Witty words make the world my dominion
Figure out a riddle in rhyme, you cant stump me
I get off if a beat is funky
Im not sleepy, dopey or grumpy
But youll be fallin, just like humpty did
And thats all she wrote
Then I disappear in a puff of smoke
Im like a surgeon and Im urgin
Stay away or Ill slice
I dont sweat it under pressure
cause Im cool as ice
Chorus reapeat 2xs
Rise and shine, girls up & at em
See a microphone on the stage and Im grabbin
You act like eve and Ill act like adam
Tangle with a snake, make sure that you pat him
Keep him calm for sure or hell strike back
Shake your booty girl, yeah I like that
Keep your moves silky smooth, hot and sexy
It wont vex me, I wont get testy.
And when you rush the stage
Bein all kinds of frantic, you know
I wont panic, Ill just get romantic
Ten and twenty, you come by the droves
Dont be scared to take off your clothes
If youre really short, get on your tippy toes
And remember, anything goes
cause Im all about fun on the run
Ill just take each girl one by one
In not the type to be tied up or tied down
Theres enough of me to go around
Girlies on my tip like white on rice
I dont sweat it on the mic
cause Im cool as ice
Chorus reapeat 2xs
Add libs
Chorus reapeat 2xs
Written by vanilla ice, gail sky king, princesa
Produce by vanilla ice and gail sky king
Mixed by: gail sky king and david sussman
Mix engineers: david sussman and hugo dwyer
Recording engineer: kieran walsh
Keyboards and programming: peter schwwartz and merve de peyer
Guitars: kevin grant
Vocals: naomi campbell
Vocal arrangement: will downing
Mixd at right track and sound track, nyc
Recorded at d&d recording, nyc and amerycan studios, la
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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Cool As Ice (Everybody Get Loose)
(performed by vanilla ice featuring naomi campbell)
Chorus
Gotta hold on to this feelin'
Gotta let you body move
Gotta keep the music jumpin'
Everybody get loose
Repeat
Face the music, then i'm right behind
With a posse, a mic and a funky rhyme
It doesn't take a lot of time for me to climb
And whem i'm going for mine, i'm like a monkey on a vine
Goin' up the scale and i will prevail
Sharper than the point on the tip of a nail
Movin' with the speed of a thief on the run
My mic is my gun and my posse's the one
Ready for fun, but also for static
Anything breaks and they're ready automatic
I've had it with suckers who try to get paid -
Sayin' they're teaching, but not makin'
The grade - they're played.
I'm the teacher, man, you're the student
Close your ears if you feel you're prudent
And can't deal with the lyrics i'm steppin' with
But they're the lines the people are gettin' with
A lesson well taught, here's some more advice
I don't sweat it on the mic
'cause i'm cool as ice
Chorus repeat 2x's
Roll into town with no windows down
I'm on my bike and i'm headed for a mic
Battles defuse with the news of my arrival
Instincts are primal, i'm all about survival
Proceed with caution, i'm like a blaze
That's roared for days
All that gaze are amazed
Dazed by the force that they just witnessed
Master, is the title to fit this
Man before ya, lyrical lawyer
Suin' all the suckers on the mic that bore ya
Slick, i'll trick like a magician
On the microphone, i'm like a rap technician
Turn the party out in my opinion
Witty words make the world my
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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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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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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The Peoples Choice
(performed by vanilla ice)
Its not what you say
Its how you say it
Give me a microphone
On stage, Ill display it
Playing me right and youll get played out
Like polka dots and people will shout
Dirty words cause youre a nerd
Im first, youre third
Its absurd to think that you heard
Better rhymes than these
Im bringing sucker mcs, down to their knees
Tease your thoughts like a feather to atoe
Although the beat seems slow
My groove will still flow
My rhymes are soulful art
That makes your heart dance
Melodic tones move your mind to a quick trance
Everytime I rhyme I find the audience is
Mine, caught by every line
Sparkle like a gem with my golden voice
Posse: why do they love you man?
Im the peoples choice
Chorus
I wanna thank you for lettin me
Be myself
I wanna thank you, uh
Thank you baby
I wanna thank you for lettin me
Be myself
I wanna thank you, uh
Thank you baby
Lets swing it
Step aside or youll get stepped on
Cause Im steppin real hard an my rhymes
Are real strong
Just like atilla, an mc killer
A crowd thriller, no once chiller than the man
With the mic in his hand, Im a trip
All the girls on my tip
Fellas are jealous so I put in the clip
Of my 9-millimeter, glock at my hip
Fifteen shells all over the place
They would chase, if it wouldnt disgrace
The date that they came with
Cause that would be a dis
Tsk, tsk, they dont know what they missed
A chance to dance with the man with
The golden voice
Posse: why do they love you, man?
Im the peoples choice
Chorus
Sucker mcs - I scare em
Girlies - I gotta love em
Rhymes - comin out of my ears
The competition - in tears
Slick dance moves - by the dozens
Battles - please step up cause I love em
Settin up suckers like pins on a bowling ball
And youre gonna fall
You wont hit, its a bottomless pit
Of rhymes, comin straight from the mind
Of a genius, and I cant be modest
When I make a threat, you bet I keep it
Like a promise, so
Shake like a leaf when you see me comin
Frankly, youre better off runnin, fast
And dont look back, wack
Go take a nap, get off that crack, jack
Crowds move by the sound of my golden voice
Posse: why do they love you, man?
Im the peoples choice
Chorus
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
Recording engineer: kieran walsh
Keyboards and programming: joey moskowitz
Guitar: teddy kumpel
Bass: joe quinde
Drums: lee finkelstein
Trumpet: ron fox
Sax: mario cruz
Background vocals: d & d posse
Recorded at: d & d recording, new york
And ameraycan studios, los angeles
Mixed at summa music group, los angeles
Published by emi blackwood music inc./qpm music/ ice baby music (bmi)/
Sky king music (ascap)/myjack music, admin. by warner tamerlane pub. corp. (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
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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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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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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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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
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Iceman Party
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) by: vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice and zero
Synchclavier engineer: rober wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous sound studios, inc.
Get on down to the sound and a good rhyme.
With a song that should climb
Yo straight to the top with a bullet on the charts again
Another #1 hit to deal with
I gotta fist full of junkies of hip hop suckas
That get in the way have to get dropped.
Forget pop goes the weasel cuz I ran over them punks
Like a mac truck diesel.
An Im playin all the ladies
And I know not a sucker can fade me.
So watch me get buck wild
Yo and just pump the crowd and everybody say.
Aint no party like an ice man party
Now gettin back to the track with the bass - uh!
Watch it unfold in your face
I waste no time makin your body move
Makin this party groove. yo.
This is somethin real funky to dance to
Bringin ya more raps to keep the dance floor packed
So get off the bozak.
An like cool j said dont call it a come back.
One track made a killin
An my first lp went way over 11 million
So dont front cuz I know you were an ice fan.
So get down with the ice man
Everybody thought that the ice was gonna fade out.
But you was wrong cuz I never get played out.
An thats stright up reality
I wanna say whats up to my homies in miami
An to dallas all across the united states.
An everybody who bought vanilla ice tapes.
An everybody overseas, my man -
All of europe, australia and japan.
No matter where you reside, Im in evere record store
Cuz the ice is like world wide
Come on and catch the vibe
Cuz the skys the limit
An Ill never quit makin hits
So get on down with the progrm
Folks its 92 an Im back and its no joke -
So you know the ice wont steer you wrong.
Now everbody just sing along.
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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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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The Wrath
Written by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Produced by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc.,
Oliver and cooley music publishing, bmi.
Vocals: deedee harris
Background vocals (rap): vanilla ice
Bass: mike daane
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: robert wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous studios, inc.
Here it is a dope hit.
Iceman comin with the dope hit.
Cuz a few suckers need their throats slit,
Jealous cause I went multi-platinum.
Now Im gonna blast them in the head,
Till theyre dead with my magnum lyrics.
Might be simplistic, but Im no gimp,
On the strength cuz I know how to pimp it.
Now I got grip and suckers keep sinkin in my quicksand,
Vanilla ice vocal hit man.
Got the number 3 in my crosses sittin on the rooftoop,
Pop-pop-pop,
Pop goes the weasel was a bag fa-flop-flop.
The brothers didnt like your record,
Cuz it wasnt hip-hop=hop,
But this aint a dis, cuz you sold gold.
Still a made a killin
Cuz it aint even a tenth of eleven million.
Givin my rhyme spice, while my djs on the slice,
Vanilla ice is back on the map, with the wrath of
The iceman.
Ice, ice, man...the wrath of the ice man
Im the ice, the iceman but Im no superhero,
So baby just cut that zero.
Im gettin tired of those punks gettin jealous,
Trying to say that I might be another elvis.
Forget that Im vanilla, the funky rhyme killa,
The dope song deala, ready to pilla cap of a wack mc
Theres no wack in me, and big dollars is all Im stackin g
So give a boost to the volume.
I got the funky-funky sounds to make the cars boom,
So step back and give me room, as I consume the others
The iceman is bringin doom to the suckers
Yes, for the lovers of hip-hop.
And for my foes they get popped, you shouldnt step to the man
When Im swingin like tyson.
Yo, punk this is the wrath of the iceman.
Now Im on everybodys hit list, so there gonna get dissed,
Now there on my hit list.
Its like that cause Im the mizzak I carry my striszap,
To bust a kizap, dont try to jizak me, cuz my life is
Like hectic, when I made a record, now Im gettin
Hounded every second, see Im like the one.
They love to hate, so I made this album much harder
To set the stupid critics straight,
And Im still droppin bombs, you know the rap world,
A battle field in vietnam, and Im creepin like a sniper.
Takin out the suckers with an album that is
Funkier and hyper, the type of street stuff
I like listenin to, funky bass and breaks to make your
Speakers shake, earthquake breaks the richter scale
Check out the aftermath.
Yo, this the wrath of the iceman.
Ice, ice, man...the wrath of the ice man
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Funky Music
Chorus:
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
Everybody get on the floor
We got the groove u feel in your soul
When ure good n funky, u can say u know
Dance 2 the funky music, come on
Chorus
If u aint got no partner u can use your hair
Shake it like a hooker, baby, I dont care
Whatever u do, u got 2 make the people stare
Dance 2 the funky music, yeah
Chorus
This beat I got is specially designed (specially designed)
2 make u lose your phone number 2 somebody fine
The nastier u get, the funkier we got
My claim 2 fame is scandal, baby, and I aint here 2 stop (ow!)
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
I didnt come 2 trample on what u think is cool
I just wanna hip u 2 a brand new groove
If u like your funky mellow, this aint 4 u
Dance 2 the funky music, shoo-bed-ooh!
Yeah (chorus)
Uh-huh (uh!)
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Uh, uh-huh
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Yo, the time has come once again 2 send
A dance groove that wont end
Dont pretend that your feet is tired
And grab my hand girlfriend
And move it, baby, move it
I know u can do it
Move it, baby, move it
I know u can do it, come on
I said come on
{repeat chorus in bg till end}
Now let me tell u somethin
Huh, lookin so good on the floor
Make me wanna get 2 know u better
And dancin all up next 2 u
Is a feeling I can feel 4ever
Being 2gether and doing whats clever
And been so hard 2 stop it, uh
I know no one could top it
Huh, yeah
This groove is funky
Huh, yeah
Yo n.p.g. c drop it!
Huh, say what?
Huh, huh, say what?
Say, say what? uh, uh, uh
Say, say, say what? huh, uh, uh, uh
Yo, enough respect goes 2 the artist and the n.p.g. crew
And the whole new york and uptown
And across the country massive
Big up yourselves cuz its comin at cha loud
Alright?
song performed by by Prince
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I Go Down
Written by: vanilla ice, zero, rod johnson
Produced by: vanilla ice & zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music,
Inc., bmi.
Keyboards: darryl delite allamby
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: rober wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous sound studios, inc.
I remember way back when
Lookin for the right girl to be my friend.i searched and searched but still never campe up.
On the right one who would be mine and the only one.
Luck never came my way,
And all I ever came up with is a broken heart ya see.
I couldnt stand to be alone why my boys
Strit kick it with the bitties while I sat by the telephone.
Everytime I hear it rang it wasnt who I want it to be.
It was just the same ol thing, another day another
Hearache
No pain, no gain, just lookin for a good thang.
Moma use to say dont look for love,
Just let it come around and surely one day itll be found.
Ya see Im kinda like 2 pac, when I get around
But the ice goes down.
I go down, I go down, I go down baby, I go down
I go down, I go down baby doll, I go down
Step up if ya think ya out there
I know its gotta be a tender
Wholl remember ice somewhere.
Thats only if youre ready for a real one
I need a tender and yea I gotta feel one.
I wanna tease and please and do it all with ease
But ya gotta be right and all dat
There when I need ya perfect like kodak,
Picture perfect body like an hour glass figure.
Cool in tha head and I gotta dig her,
The type that never says no,
Cuz shes down to the fullest.
Cool like the wind blows,
And I aint trying to search and find
I guess its true when they say
That love is blind,
You see Im kinda like 2 pac, when I get around
But the ice goes down
Now Im on tour and got the past behind me,
But I need something to remind me,
Of the days when I played the kissing game.
But now things changed and no I aint the same,
I made a come up, and now they run up
They all scream Im the one, that wants to give the luv up.
But ice aint got no time for games
I need a real love, like mary j. blighe know what I sayin.
But the odds are still against me, Im making paper
And still need that one, that wants to be with me.
And not for the money, nor the fame, but for me
One who can give me that security.
So if youre out there this ones for you,
Youll be down with me, then maybe Ill be true
You see Im kinda like 2 pac, when I get around
But the ice goes down
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Phunky Rhymes
Written by: vanilla ice, zero, tha hit men
Produced by: vanilla ice & zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc.
Bmi.
Drums: steve williams
Background vocals (rap) by: vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: rober wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous sound studios, inc.
I draw my rhymes like a bow
Shoot em out like an arrow.
Swoopin on suckers like an eagle not a sparrow
Im walkin a wide path.
I never ever walk it narrow
Steppin on stage with funky hip hop apparel.
I got the funky rhymes
Sometimes they leave ya scared bro.
Its like lookin down a shotgun barrel
Pump up the sounds to the max.
As if ya dare yo, my groove is dope
An I hope that youre prepared so,
Give it up smooth cuz the ice is got it sewed up
The bum rush is on, an vanillsa gonna blow up
Dead in your grill - loc.
Im kickin it real fly - hops
This is how its done homies,
An ya know I got funky rhymes.
I got the rhymes thats pumpin
Keeps the jeeps bumpin
Sounds thats thumpin
Women wanna jump in
I ride down many streets
Rockin all the big beats
My albumss on the top
With a bullet for many weeks
This is how its done - see
Doin it for my fnas g
Doin it for dallas an everybody in miami
Thought I was down with luke
No but heres the scoop
You make all your loot -
But ya cant even pay your group
Well man thats straight wacked!
In fact, I hate that
Watch yourself cuz ya might get paid back
All this funky dope stuff
Im kickin it real fly - hops
This is how its done homies
An ya know I got funky rhymes
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Phunky Rhymes
Written by: vanilla ice, zero, tha hit men
Produced by: vanilla ice & zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc.
Bmi.
Drums: steve williams
Background vocals (rap) by: vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: rober wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous sound studios, inc.
I draw my rhymes like a bow
Shoot em out like an arrow.
Swoopin on suckers like an eagle not a sparrow
Im walkin a wide path.
I never ever walk it narrow
Steppin on stage with funky hip hop apparel.
I got the funky rhymes
Sometimes they leave ya scared bro.
Its like lookin down a shotgun barrel
Pump up the sounds to the max.
As if ya dare yo, my groove is dope
An I hope that youre prepared so,
Give it up smooth cuz the ice is got it sewed up
The bum rush is on, an vanillsa gonna blow up
Dead in your grill - loc.
Im kickin it real fly - hops
This is how its done homies,
An ya know I got funky rhymes.
I got the rhymes thats pumpin
Keeps the jeeps bumpin
Sounds thats thumpin
Women wanna jump in
I ride down many streets
Rockin all the big beats
My albumss on the top
With a bullet for many weeks
This is how its done - see
Doin it for my fnas g
Doin it for dallas an everybody in miami
Thought I was down with luke
No but heres the scoop
You make all your loot -
But ya cant even pay your group
Well man thats straight wacked!
In fact, I hate that
Watch yourself cuz ya might get paid back
All this funky dope stuff
Im kickin it real fly - hops
This is how its done homies
An ya know I got funky rhymes
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Smooth Interlude
Written by: vanilla ice, zero, tha hit men
Produced by: vanilla ice & zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc., bmi.
Background vocals (rap) by: vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice and zero
Synchclavier engineer: rober wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous sound studios, inc.
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Get Em Now
Written by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Produced by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc.,
Oliver and cooley music publishing, bmi.
Vocals: deedee harris
Background vocals (rap): vanilla ice
Bass: mike daane
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: robert wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous studios, inc.
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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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
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