Ice, Ice, Baby
All right stop collaborate and listen.
Ice is back with my brand new invention.
Something grabs a hold of me tightly,
flew like 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. Boom rush the speaker that booms,
I'm killing your brains like a poisonous mushroom.
Deadly, when I play a dope melody.
Anything less then the best is a felony.
love it or leave it you better gain way.
You better hit bulls eye, the kid don't play.
If there was a problem,
yo I'll solve it
check out the hook while my DJ revolves it.
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 beacon,
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.
Rolling...in my 5.0
with my ragtop down so my hair can blow.
The girlies on standby wawing 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 Avenue
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis.
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous, cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Ready for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine all I heard was shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jack gets jacked
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
Take heed, cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the base sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you could 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 razorblade 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
Magnitized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it!
Check out the hook whille Deshay revolves it.