Ice ice baby

Yo, VIP, Let`s kick it!<br><br>Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby<br>All right stop, Collaborate and listen<br>Ice is back with my brand new invention<br>Something grabs a hold of me tightly<br>Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly<br>Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don`t know<br>Turn off the lights and I`ll glow<br>To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal<br>Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.<br><br>Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms<br>I`m killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom<br>Deadly, when I play a dope melody<br>Anything less than the best is a felony<br>Love it or leave it, You better gain way<br>You better hit bull`s eye, The kid don`t play<br>If there was a problem, Yo, I`ll solve it<br>Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it<br><br>Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla<br>Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla<br><br>Now that the party is jumping<br>With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin`<br>Quick to the point, to the point no faking<br>I`m cooking MCs like a pound of bacon<br>Burning them if they`re not quick and nimble<br>I go crazy when I hear a cymbal<br>And a hi hat with a souped up tempo<br>I`m on a roll and it`s time to go solo<br>Rollin` in my 5.0<br>With my ragtop down so my hair can blow<br>The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi<br>Did you stop? No -- I just drove by<br>Kept on pursuing to the next stop<br>I busted a left and I`m heading to the next block<br>That block was dead<br><br>Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.<br>Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis<br>Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis<br>Jealous `cause I`m out geting mine<br>Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine<br>Reading for the chumps on the wall<br>The chumps acting ill because they`re so full of "Eight Ball"<br>Gunshots ranged out like a bell<br>I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were shells<br>Falling on the concrete real fast<br>Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas<br>Bumper to bumper the avenue`s packed<br>I`m trying to get away before the jackers jack<br>Police on the scene, You know what I mean<br>They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends<br>If there was a problem, You, I`ll solve it<br>Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it<br><br>Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla<br>Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla<br><br>Take heed, `cause I`m a lyrical poet<br>Miami`s on the scene just in case you didn`t know it<br>My town, that created all the bass sound<br>Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground<br>`Cause my style`s like a chemical spill<br>Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel<br>Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept<br>We make it hype and you want to step with this<br>Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja<br>Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn"<br>If my rhyme was a drug, I`d sell it by the gram<br>Keep my composure when it`s time to get loose<br>Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice<br>If there was a problem, Yo -- I`ll solve it!<br>Check out the hook while Deshay revolves it.<br><br>Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla<br>Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla<br><br>Yo man -- Let`s get out of here! Word to your mother!<br><br>Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold<br>Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold