| Here it is A dope hit.
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| Iceman comin’with the dope hit.
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| Cuz a few suckers need their throats slit,
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| Jealous cause I went multi-platinum.
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| now I’m gonna blast them in the head,
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| till they’re dead with my magnum lyrics.
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| Might be simplistic, but I’m no gimp,
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| On the strength cuz I know how to pimp it.
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| Now I got grip and suckers keep sinkin in my quicksand,
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| Vanilla Ice vocal hit man.
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| Got the number 3 in my crosses sittin’on the rooftoop,
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| Pop-pop-pop,
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| Pop goes the weasel was a bag fa-flop-flop.
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| the brothers didn’t like your record,
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| Cuz it wasn’t hip-hop=hop,
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| But this ain’t a dis, cuz you sold gold.
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| Still a made a killin'
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| Cuz it ain’t even a tenth of eleven million.
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| Givin’my rhyme spice, while my DJ’s on the slice,
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| Vanilla Ice is back on the map, with the wrath of The Iceman.
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| Ice, Ice, Man… the wrath of the Ice Man
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| I’m the Ice, the Iceman but I’m no superhero,
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| So baby just cut that zero.
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| I’m gettin tired of those punks gettin jealous,
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| Trying to say that I might be another Elvis.
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| Forget that I’m Vanilla, the funky rhyme killa,
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| The dope song deala, ready to pilla cap of a wack MC
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| There’s no wack in me, and big dollars is all I’m stackin’G
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| So give a boost to the volume.
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| I got the funky-funky sounds to make the cars boom,
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| So step back and give me room, as I consume the others
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| The Iceman is bringin’doom to the suckers
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| Yes, for the lovers of hip-hop.
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| And for my foes they get popped, you shouldn’t step to the man
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| When I’m swingin like Tyson.
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| yo, punk this is the wrath of the Iceman.
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| Now I’m on everybody’s hit list, so there gonna get dissed,
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| Now there on my hit list.
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| It’s like that cause I’m the mizzak I carry my striszap,
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| To bust a kizap, don’t try to jizak me, cuz my life is Like hectic, when I made a record, now I’m gettin
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| Hounded every second, see I’m like the one.
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| They love to hate, so I made this album much harder
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| To set the stupid critics straight,
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| And I’m still droppin bombs, you know the rap world,
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| A battle field in Vietnam, and I’m creepin like a sniper.
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| Takin’out the suckers with an album that is Funkier and hyper, the type of street stuff
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| I like listenin to, funky bass and breaks to make your
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| Speakers shake, earthquake breaks the richter scale
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| Check out the aftermath.
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| Yo, this the wrath of the Iceman.
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| Ice, Ice, Man… the wrath of the Ice Man |