Yo Vanilla Kick It One Time Boy
Yo, Vanilla, kick it one time, boy!
Yo, VIP, let's kick it!
Ice Ice Baby
Ice Ice Baby
All right stop
Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow that a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop?
Yo, I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance
Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killin your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less that the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye
The kid dont play
If there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla [4x]
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby
Waving just to say HI
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
Yo, so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The Chumps are acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine
All I heard were shells
Fallin on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm tryin to get away before the jackers jacke
Police on the scene
You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla [4x]
Take heed, 'cos I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed
This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay palays on the fade, slice it like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "Damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while Deshay revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla [4x]
Yo man, let's get out of here!
Word to your mother!
Ice Ice baby, too cold
Ice Ice baby, too cold, too cold [3x]
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ice Ice Baby
(vanilla ice, earthquake, m. smooth)
Yo, vip, lets kick it!
Ice ice baby, ice ice baby
All right stop, collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? yo -- I dont know
Turn off the lights and Ill glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
Dance, bum rush the speaker that booms
Im killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, you better gain way
You better hit bulls eye, the kid dont play
If there was a problem, yo, Ill solve it
Check out the hook while my dj revolves it
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the vegas are pumpin
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
Im cooking mcs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if theyre not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
Im on a roll and its time to go solo
Rollin in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, waving just to say hi
Did you stop? no -- I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and Im heading to the next block
That block was dead
Yo -- so I continued to a1a beachfront ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving lamborghinis
Jealous cause Im out geting mine
Shay with a gauge and vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because theyre so full of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine -- all I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenues packed
Im trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, you know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, you, Ill solve it
Check out the hook while my dj revolves it
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Take heed, cause Im a lyrical poet
Miamis on the scene just in case you didnt know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
cause my styles like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, this is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, other djs say, damn
If my rhyme was a drug, Id sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when its time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, yo -- Ill solve it!
Check out the hook while deshay revolves it.
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Yo man -- lets get out of here! word to your mother!
Ice ice baby too cold, ice ice baby too cold too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold, ice ice baby too cold too cold
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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Ice Ice Baby
(vanilla ice, earthquake, m. smooth)
Yo, vip, lets kick it!
Ice ice baby, ice ice baby
All right stop, collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? yo -- I dont know
Turn off the lights and Ill glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
Dance, bum rush the speaker that booms
Im killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, you better gain way
You better hit bulls eye, the kid dont play
If there was a problem, yo, Ill solve it
Check out the hook while my dj revolves it
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the vegas are pumpin
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
Im cooking mcs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if theyre not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
Im on a roll and its time to go solo
Rollin in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, waving just to say hi
Did you stop? no -- I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and Im heading to the next block
That block was dead
Yo -- so I continued to a1a beachfront ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving lamborghinis
Jealous cause Im out geting mine
Shay with a gauge and vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because theyre so full of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine -- all I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenues packed
Im trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, you know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, you, Ill solve it
Check out the hook while my dj revolves it
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Take heed, cause Im a lyrical poet
Miamis on the scene just in case you didnt know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
cause my styles like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, this is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, other djs say, damn
If my rhyme was a drug, Id sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when its time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, yo -- Ill solve it!
Check out the hook while deshay revolves it.
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla, ice ice baby vanilla
Yo man -- lets get out of here! word to your mother!
Ice ice baby too cold, ice ice baby too cold too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold, ice ice baby too cold too cold
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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Too Cold
(vanilla ice, earthquake, m. smooth)
All right stop, collaborate and listen
Ice is back I got a brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? yo-i dont know
Now turn off the lights (huh) and Ill glow
And to the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Too cold, too cold
Too cold, too cold
Too cold, too cold
Too cold
But you be talkin that shi*(repeating until next verse)
Dance, bum rush the speaker that booms
Im killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, now as I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, you better gain way
You better hit the bulls eye, the kid dont play
And if there was a problem, yo, Ill solve it
Check out the hook while my dj revolves it
Ice ice baby, ice ice baby
Ice ice baby, ice ice baby
Take heed, cause Im a lyrical poet
Miamis on the scene just in case you didnt know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
cause my style is like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, this is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and know you wanna step with this
Swamp plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, other djs say damn
If rhyme was a drug, you know Id sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when its time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic and when I kick my juice
And if there was a problem, you know that I would solve it
Check out the hook while my dj revolves it.
Ice ice baby (throw your hands in the air, let me know youre out there)
Ice ice baby, ice ice baby (throw your hands in the air, let me know youre out there)
Ice ice baby, too fuc*in cold
Too cold, too cold, too cold, too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold, too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold, too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold, too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold, too cold
Produced by ross robinson
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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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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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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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 Loose
Written by: vanilla ice, zero, marcus smith, tha hit men
Produced by: vanilla ice & zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc., bmi.
Background vocals (rap): vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: rober wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous sound studios, inc.
Get loose
Vanilla ice is here with the juice.
No use for steppin so give the bass a boost
Produced by the 3 man crew
Not a deuce just a hit man.
Keepin rappers necks in a noose
Im gettin juiced up,
But vanillas not souped up.
Check out the read dope track that I looped up
All you poo but suckas plain the back in fact black.
If you run up Ill flip you like a flapjack,
An roll you up like a knappack
Crack that skull with bat
You shouldve known youre raps wacked
You lack the style and skill to even get paid.
Grab the mic and you will verbally get slayed.
I raid the track like a terrorist
And with my napalm bomb lyrics,
I got em scared of this.
So be prepared to be taken to the twilight zone
And the vip is bad to the bone.
Aint no way against me you can get juice
Aint no way against me you can get juice
Aint no way against me you can get juice
Back off the stage,
An watch vanilla ice get loose.
Get loose...all the ladies, get loose...all the fellas, get
Loose...all the brothers, get loose...all the mothers, get
Loose...all the sisters, get loose...now the dogs, get
Loose...everybody, here we go, here we go
Get loose as I boost the juice
Once more for the people who wanted it.
An didnt know whats in store,
Ive got another big hit
Of course a vanilla rides the groove like a gemballa
Porsche.
I got zero on the cut like a lumberjack better yet a
Butcher
Guaranteed to put cha in the right mood
We make ya dance in a frenzy.
Suckas gettin mad cuz Im getting all the skins g
Plus Im makin all the ends g.
And the women wanna ride my pickle like it was a bicycle
Or just lick it like a popsicle.
I got a little time to waste so baby put it in my face
I wanna taste you neta and I bet-cha,
I get-cha, right where I wan-cha,
And Im about to let-cha have it.
Im talking about my carrot, youre the bunny rabbit
Here it is baby doll, honey, grab it
Open up so I can have it.
Ooh...whee do like bbd and do me baby
Youre the lady who makes
Me looney screamin ice ice baby
Straight knockin the boots just cuz Im a super star.
And she knows this thats why I do her far
Or should I say long, if you know what I mean.
Im talking about my ice cream - yea
I make the girls scream, as I give up the juice
Vanilla ice is here, to make the girls get loose...
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Prozac
Stop as I drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another vietnam
Im heavy like a holyfield blow to the dome
Back up son, now give me room, give me room
I set it off like this, dont give it up (uh)
Im all up in you till you just cant get enough
Im real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath its for real cause Im gonna get mine
I roll up on you like eastwood
Im blowing up fifteens as Im riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like parkay
Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
Im in your grill, peep this - I got the raw deal
And in your jeep cherokee or land cruiser
When youre rolling through the hood I know youre gonna use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So pump the e.q. and let the speakers hum
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
Go and check it I think its time to wreck it
Here I come again with my stuff, so lets test it
Im cool like the ice, or vanilla, hear my flavor
Freezin up the mic, I hit you with somethin you can savor
No slippin, no stonein, I am gettin to the point
So hit the mad ism and light another joint
The easy like stylist with a kick when Im kicking
No tripping, Im hitting, so get a good grip in
Get with a style I be using, and theres no dissin
And heres a quick lesson - I carry a smith and wesson
Listen up close and therell be no confusion
Now youre addicted to mentally abusing
Word to the mother Im hear to tear it up
And if you cant get with it, I dont give a fu_k
So run to your crew and tell them I am hear
This here is for the people
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Its the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
Its the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
Its the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Prozac
Stop as I drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another vietnam
Im heavy like a holyfield blow to the dome
Back up son, now give me room, give me room
I set it off like this, dont give it up (uh)
Im all up in you till you just cant get enough
Im real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath its for real cause Im gonna get mine
I roll up on you like eastwood
Im blowing up fifteens as Im riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like parkay
Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
Im in your grill, peep this - I got the raw deal
And in your jeep cherokee or land cruiser
When youre rolling through the hood I know youre gonna use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So pump the e.q. and let the speakers hum
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
Go and check it I think its time to wreck it
Here I come again with my stuff, so lets test it
Im cool like the ice, or vanilla, hear my flavor
Freezin up the mic, I hit you with somethin you can savor
No slippin, no stonein, I am gettin to the point
So hit the mad ism and light another joint
The easy like stylist with a kick when Im kicking
No tripping, Im hitting, so get a good grip in
Get with a style I be using, and theres no dissin
And heres a quick lesson - I carry a smith and wesson
Listen up close and therell be no confusion
Now youre addicted to mentally abusing
Word to the mother Im hear to tear it up
And if you cant get with it, I dont give a fu_k
So run to your crew and tell them I am hear
This here is for the people
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Its the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
Its the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
Its the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Oh My Gosh
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.
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh
Hey you check it I think its time
To wreck it.
So here I go again witht he stuff
So lets test it.
Cool like tha ice vanilla heres the flava
Freezin up tha mic to hit ya with
So you can savor.
No slippin nor stonin gettin straight
To tha poinst.
Hit tha mad izm and light another joint
Tha easy like style is what I kick when
Im kickin no trippin Im spliffin
So get a good wiff and get with tha style,
That Im using no guessin
So heres a quick lesson I got my smith & wesson
Listen up close and there will be no confusion
Now youre addicted to mentally abuse it.
Word to tha mutha, Im here to tear it up,
And if ya cant get with it, I dont give a
So run and tell ya crew and tell em ice is
Near this here is for tha people the ice is
Rated lethal.
Here I come with tha nine in my hand,
Its time to wreck shop now tell me whos
The man.
Just like ali Im tha thriller in manilla,
Tearin stuff up like my man godzilla.
Makin tha suckers drop when ya steppin
To my zone comin straight up like my man
Al capone.
You try to cross me up Ill jump you like
You was a checker,
And like jerry rice Im into breakin all records.
Rollin with my crew firm up a blunt,
My hands on tha pump bust u on beachfront.
In case you forgot Im here to remind you,
Im chiller, chiller than the ice on vanilla.
Word, word to tha herb as you heard,
Im hittin 3 pointers just like larry bird.
You cant touch this, welcome to tha hit list
Try to play me out, you catch a big fist quick.
Pop in ya eye, dont try to ask me why.
Cause its like that fool ya hangin with tha ice,
Cause its cool and like I said this heres for
Tha people tha ice is rated lethal.
It goes a 1 to tha 2 to tha 3 to tha 4.
The ice be tha leader, so open up tha door.
Check it out, cuz what Im all about is gettin
Mad paid, cuz the green is real sticky.
My stuff is kinda tricky, so listen up close.
And when ya ask tha ladies they love tha ice
Tha most.
So open up ya car and look inside here
And keep ya self in line you and please dont
Stare.
Cuz cool is how Im coolin and there just
Isnt nuttin to it.
Dont ask me no questions, cuz you alrady kew.
Now get with tha program and listen to tha style,
So lend me an ear so I can get buckwild.
Ya girly cant resist it so chill while I kick it,
So bur a hootie mac so go ahead and twist it.
My records on tha table, Im droppin it on tha
Needle, this here is for tha people that ice is
Rated lethal.
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Oh My Gosh
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.
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh
Hey you check it I think its time
To wreck it.
So here I go again witht he stuff
So lets test it.
Cool like tha ice vanilla heres the flava
Freezin up tha mic to hit ya with
So you can savor.
No slippin nor stonin gettin straight
To tha poinst.
Hit tha mad izm and light another joint
Tha easy like style is what I kick when
Im kickin no trippin Im spliffin
So get a good wiff and get with tha style,
That Im using no guessin
So heres a quick lesson I got my smith & wesson
Listen up close and there will be no confusion
Now youre addicted to mentally abuse it.
Word to tha mutha, Im here to tear it up,
And if ya cant get with it, I dont give a
So run and tell ya crew and tell em ice is
Near this here is for tha people the ice is
Rated lethal.
Here I come with tha nine in my hand,
Its time to wreck shop now tell me whos
The man.
Just like ali Im tha thriller in manilla,
Tearin stuff up like my man godzilla.
Makin tha suckers drop when ya steppin
To my zone comin straight up like my man
Al capone.
You try to cross me up Ill jump you like
You was a checker,
And like jerry rice Im into breakin all records.
Rollin with my crew firm up a blunt,
My hands on tha pump bust u on beachfront.
In case you forgot Im here to remind you,
Im chiller, chiller than the ice on vanilla.
Word, word to tha herb as you heard,
Im hittin 3 pointers just like larry bird.
You cant touch this, welcome to tha hit list
Try to play me out, you catch a big fist quick.
Pop in ya eye, dont try to ask me why.
Cause its like that fool ya hangin with tha ice,
Cause its cool and like I said this heres for
Tha people tha ice is rated lethal.
It goes a 1 to tha 2 to tha 3 to tha 4.
The ice be tha leader, so open up tha door.
Check it out, cuz what Im all about is gettin
Mad paid, cuz the green is real sticky.
My stuff is kinda tricky, so listen up close.
And when ya ask tha ladies they love tha ice
Tha most.
So open up ya car and look inside here
And keep ya self in line you and please dont
Stare.
Cuz cool is how Im coolin and there just
Isnt nuttin to it.
Dont ask me no questions, cuz you alrady kew.
Now get with tha program and listen to tha style,
So lend me an ear so I can get buckwild.
Ya girly cant resist it so chill while I kick it,
So bur a hootie mac so go ahead and twist it.
My records on tha table, Im droppin it on tha
Needle, this here is for tha people that ice is
Rated lethal.
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Polka Your Eyes Out
Rock the cradle of love. rock the cradle of love
Yes, the cradle of love
Dont rock easy, its true
Rock the cradle of love
I rocked the cradle of love
Yes, the cradle of love
Dont rock easy, its true
Doo doo doo doo doo doodoo doo doo doo doo doo doo doodoo doo
(doo doo doo doo doo doodoo doo doo doo doo doo doo doodoo doo)
The love shack is a little old place where
We can get together
Love shack, baby
(love shack, baby, love shack)
Hey!
Pump up the jam (hey!). pump up the jam (hey!)
Pump up the jam, pump it up!
Thats me in the corner
Thats me in the spotlight, losing my religion
Trying to keep a view
And I dont know if I can to it
Oh no, Ive said too much
I havent said enough
The things you say
Your purple prose just gives you away
The things you say
Youre unbelieveable
(oh!)
Do me, baby. do me, baby
You can do me in the morning, you can do me in the night
You can do me when you wanna do me
Yodalodaladyhoo!
Exit light
Enter night
Take my hand
Off to never never land
The humpty dance is your chance to do the hump
Do me, baby
Do the humpty hump, do the humpty hump
Do me, baby
Do the humpty hump, come on and do the humpty hump
Shes my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face ten miles wide
Look so good, make a grown man cry
Sweet cherry pie-yi-yi
Woo!
Drum solo!
I miss you so much (m-o-i miss you so much)
I really miss you much (m-i-s-s you so much)
I miss you so much (m-o-i miss you so much)
I really miss you much
Hey, I dont want anybody else
When I think about you I touch myself
Oh, I dont want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no no no
Hes the one they call dr. feelgood
Hes the one that makes you fell all right
Hes the one they call dr. feelgood
Hes gonna be your frankenstein
Lets kick it!
If you got a problem, (yo!) Ill solve it
Check out the beat while the dj revolves it
Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby... word to your mother!
Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby forever
Ill be your ife... ice... baby!
Hey!
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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One Day Youll Be Mine
Check it out
Come on
Im sayin
You gon be mine
Fist time I saw you baby
You did something to me
That no else has ever done
Oh its something in your eyes
Caught me by surprise
And told me that you were the one
Oh but whats bad is I know you get on man
And hell never understand
The chemistry between me and you ah baby
Something inside of me
Its saying you and I were meant to be
If you can think it you can have it
That why I believe
Hook
One day youll be mine mine
No more creepin sleepin around
One day youll be mine
Now every time I see you baby
Its plain to see
That Im everything youve been missin at
Home baby
So much love to share
Its something in the air
Tellin me I should never leave you alone
But even through
I know you gotta man
Hell never understand
The chemistry between me and you ah baby
You can try to stop it but it wont quit
You say you dont when you know that you want it
I know one day well be mine
Hook
song performed by by Usher
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If Youre Not Gonna Love Me Right
(m.seward)
Hey, oh
Hey yeah
Hey baby, hey baby
The phone is ringing
And Im running late
Ive no time to get it
coz Im expecting you at eight
Heard your voice on the message
Im surprised you called
Said youre all tied up
And you aint comin at all
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby dont love me at all
Youre just gonna make me crazy
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby dont love me at all
If youre not gonna love me right, oh
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
At all
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
At all
Another box of roses outside on my porch
Twelve long excuses none of them stop the hurt
Wheres this going, do you really care?
Is this real love, I dont know anymore I swear
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby dont love me at all
Baby dont make me crazy
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby dont love me at all
If youre not gonna love me right, yeah
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Oh baby
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
I really want you, oh baby
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
If youre not gonna love me right
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby just make me crazy
Baby, I want you here
If youre not here it makes me feel like
I cant trust you
You make me crazy if you really love me
You see
Oh, I get confused when you hold me next to you
I wanna go further, oh baby yes I do
I just cant hold on to something that wont last
So wed better slow down, and maybe not go so fast
Maybe not go so fast
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby dont love me at all
Youre just gonna make me crazy
(if youre not gonna love me right)
If youre not gonna love me
Baby dont love me, baby dont love me, baby dont love me
If youre not gonna love me right
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby, dont love me at all
Youre just gonna make me crazy
If youre not gonna love me right
Baby, dont love me at all
Youre just gonna make me crazy
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby dont love, baby dont love me
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby dont love, baby dont love me
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby dont love, baby dont love me
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
If youre not gonna do it right
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
If youre not gonna do it right
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
If youre not gonna do it right
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby dont love, baby dont love me
(baby dont love, baby dont love me)
Baby dont love, baby dont love, baby dont love me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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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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I Dont Know Why
I dont know why I love you
I dont know why I love you
I dont know why I love you
But I love you
Always treat me like a fool
Kick me when Im down thats your rule
I dont know why I love you
But I love you
Oh you never stop your
Cheatin ways with another guy
You laugh in my face
Lord how long must I be disgraced
Cause I love you
Oh baby, baby, baby
I dont know why I love you
I dont know
You and me baby, oh
I dont know why I love you baby
But I love you baby
Oh darlin, darlin, darlin
You throw my heart down in the dirt
You made me crawl on
This cold black earth, baby
No I never, I never knew
How much love could hurt
Until I loved you baby
Till I loved you baby, baby
Oh baby, I cant stop
I cant stop crying cant you see
Here Im pleadin on my knees
Im on my knees
Wont you help me, help me please
Cause I love you, I love you baby
Sure enough, baby, yeah
I dont know, you dont know
We dont know none of us
Cant do nothing about it
I dont know, I dont know
Oh baby, I dont know, I dont know
Nobody can do nothing about it
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Ninja Rap
YO! it's the green machine--gonna rock the town without bein' seen
have you ever seen a turtle Get Down?--Slammin' Jammin' to the new swing sound
Yeah, everybody let's move--Vanilla is here with the new Jack Groove
Gonna rock, and roll this place--With the power of the ninja turtle bass
Iceman, ya know I'm not playin'--Devastate the show while the turtles are sayin:
chorus:
Ninja, Ninja, RAP! Ninja, Ninja, RAP!
GO GO GO GO
Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO; Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO!
Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO; Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO!
GO GO GO GO
Lyrics, fill in the gap--Drop that bass and get the NINJA RAP
Feel it, if you know what i mean--Give it up, hour after hour
Cause in this life there's only one winner--You better aim good so you can hit the center
In it to win, with a team of four--Ninja Turtles that you gotta adore it's the:
chorus
Villians you better run and hide--Because one day you might not slide
Choose your weapon but don't slip--Vanilla's in control with the flex of the mic grip
Rockin' the crowd the way it should be rocked--With the Miami drop that you like alot
Hittin' like a Ninja Turtle when the bass kicks in--You better check your level
The power of the Ninja is strong--Fightin' all the crooks until they're all cold gone
chorus
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Ninja Rap
YO! it's the green machine--gonna rock the town without bein' seen
have you ever seen a turtle Get Down?--Slammin' Jammin' to the new swing sound
Yeah, everybody let's move--Vanilla is here with the new Jack Groove
Gonna rock, and roll this place--With the power of the ninja turtle bass
Iceman, ya know I'm not playin'--Devastate the show while the turtles are sayin:
chorus:
Ninja, Ninja, RAP! Ninja, Ninja, RAP!
GO GO GO GO
Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO; Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO!
Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO; Go Ninja, Go Ninja, GO!
GO GO GO GO
Lyrics, fill in the gap--Drop that bass and get the NINJA RAP
Feel it, if you know what i mean--Give it up, hour after hour
Cause in this life there's only one winner--You better aim good so you can hit the center
In it to win, with a team of four--Ninja Turtles that you gotta adore it's the:
chorus
Villians you better run and hide--Because one day you might not slide
Choose your weapon but don't slip--Vanilla's in control with the flex of the mic grip
Rockin' the crowd the way it should be rocked--With the Miami drop that you like alot
Hittin' like a Ninja Turtle when the bass kicks in--You better check your level
The power of the Ninja is strong--Fightin' all the crooks until they're all cold gone
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song performed by by Vanilla Ice
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Football
I'm a football baby,
Rollin' round the field.
I've been passed and fumbled,
Till I don't know what I feel.
Everybody's the same,
They're all footballs too.
Setting up the big play
And trying to score.
I'm a football baby
In a football game
I'm a football baby
Run--kick
Life's a football game,
As every chump and champ knows.
We don't touch, we collide,
Till we're worn out inside.
We're kicking each other,
Right where it hurts,
Setting up the big play,
And trying to score.
I'm a football baby,
In a football game
I'm a football baby,
I'm a football baby,
In a football game
I'm a football baby,
Block--pass
I'm a football baby,
In a football game
I'm a football baby,
Run---kick---hit---goal .
song performed by by Iggy Pop
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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