Lyrics: Vanilla Ice. Mind Blowin'. The Wrath.
:
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 I'm gonna blast them in the head
Till they're dead with my magnum
Lyrics, might be simplistic, but I'm no simp
On the strip 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 rooftop
Pop-pop-pop
Pop goes the weasel was a big fla-flop-flop
The brothers didn't like your record
Cuz it wasn't hip-hop-hop
But this ain't a dis, cuz you sold gold
Still I made a killin'
Cuz it ain't even a tenth of eleven million
Givin' my rhyme spice, while my DJ's 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
I'm the Ice, the Iceman but I'm no superhero
So baby just cut that zero
I'm gettin tired of those punks gettin jealous
Trying to say that I might be another Elvis
Forget that I'm Vanilla, the funky rhyme killa
The dope song deala, ready to pilla
Cap of a wack MC, there's no wack in me
And big dollars is all I'm 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 shouldn't step to the man
When I'm swingin like Tyson
Yo, punk this is the wrath of the Iceman
Now I'm on everybody's hit list, so they're gonna get dissed
Now they're on my hit list
It's like that cause I'm the mizzak I carry my strizap
To bust a kizap, don't try to jizak me
Cuz my life is like hecktic, when I made a record
Now I'm gettin hounded every second
See I'm like the one they love to hate
So I made this album much harder to set the stupid critics straight
And I'm still droppin bombs
You know the rap worlds a battle field in Vietnam
And I'm 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
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 I'm gonna blast them in the head
Till they're dead with my magnum
Lyrics, might be simplistic, but I'm no simp
On the strip 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 rooftop
Pop-pop-pop
Pop goes the weasel was a big fla-flop-flop
The brothers didn't like your record
Cuz it wasn't hip-hop-hop
But this ain't a dis, cuz you sold gold
Still I made a killin'
Cuz it ain't even a tenth of eleven million
Givin' my rhyme spice, while my DJ's 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
I'm the Ice, the Iceman but I'm no superhero
So baby just cut that zero
I'm gettin tired of those punks gettin jealous
Trying to say that I might be another Elvis
Forget that I'm Vanilla, the funky rhyme killa
The dope song deala, ready to pilla
Cap of a wack MC, there's no wack in me
And big dollars is all I'm 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 shouldn't step to the man
When I'm swingin like Tyson
Yo, punk this is the wrath of the Iceman
Now I'm on everybody's hit list, so they're gonna get dissed
Now they're on my hit list
It's like that cause I'm the mizzak I carry my strizap
To bust a kizap, don't try to jizak me
Cuz my life is like hecktic, when I made a record
Now I'm gettin hounded every second
See I'm like the one they love to hate
So I made this album much harder to set the stupid critics straight
And I'm still droppin bombs
You know the rap worlds a battle field in Vietnam
And I'm 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
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