Freestyle Songtext

von Vanilla Ice

Freestylin on the mic get in the go
Freestylin on the mic so let if flow
Freestylin on the mic get in the go
The first on the microphone?.psycho
Take a rappers hot like dice, like hot nights in Vegas
Got says they hate us ?cause they are fucking with the greatest
Niggers that pull gats steal gats just like potatoes
Knowing they couldn't break us or take us or fake us out - no doubt
Making rappers bow down like the Westside Connection
I want the Ice side cube, so I blast with the Mac 10
But trust me, Iam throwing up the dub just like Dub C
Plus we fucks it up on both coasts
Don't show clouts when I rip short, puttin niggers in zip lock
Fucking with this hip hop fanatics still automatic
Yes I smoke Kryptonite, get it right, my shit is tihgt
Got wicked ways like Dr. Mike
Get the gauge its the night these niggers running loose, get the bodies
We are killers in khakis and not Versace
Somebody should have told you, son it's on like that
With the ICE man bitch and I am gone like that
Freestylin on the mic get in the go
Freestylin on the mic so let it flow
Freestylin on the mic get in the go
And next on the microphone C-Note
I got some business that I gotta handle
Shit is kinda risky but I want to have to take the gamble
Niggers are trying to plot a scheme for me
Double itch and pull a change for me
I'll make them bleed for me
And that's how it is going down
I won't be satisfied until I see that ass six feet underground
Cause you fucked around and pissed the wrong brother off
You lied to yourself when you said I was soft
No that's a no no, and I'll formulate a plan yo
That will make your children bastards and your wife a widow
Trying to battle me that's a sin
And be like Toni Braxton and you'll never breath again
Cause I hit hard like thunder, straight from the under
Ground from the sound that will make Stevie Wonder
Hard, but let me continue
Serving mc's like lettuce on the menu
Pound for pound I am in this game to be the best
So back the fuck up off me motherfucker cause I am stressed
You'll wind up in a casket fucking with me
You get your ass kicked - hit you harder than an accident
Cause I am a pleasure
And break the kid out with treasure
Let me measure this joint cause it'll be nothing lesser
I'll betcha that I'll get it wide open like Hostetler
Vanilla kobe surround all of you like Kobe
And leave you in suspense like who done that
You check with Grandma
I'll be the last man standing off lyrical stamina
I round up 100 MC's in one city
Knock off 99 ½ and that leaves ½ to face me
I'll leave him face down in the dirt
Call the paramedics check the body for surgery with anesthetic
Set it off like Michael Meyers in a double feature
Face the dope rhymes that are hard to swallow
Send your ass home until tomorrow, you hoping to escape the horror
Now pay attention to today's lesson
And in for your possession
I'll step aside like Kojak giving up the evidence but I leave no fingerprints
And clean your ass up like Dr. Spock
Freestylin on the mic get in the go
Freestylin on the mic so let it flow
Freestylin on the mic get in the go
And next on the mic it's the Ice, so let it flow!
It's the incredible body rocker, the heart stopper, hit dropper
Hypnotize you like Big Poppa
Getting everybody blazed with a funk don't stop
As I detonate the spot like Oklahoma on your block
Like it will be the day that I don't blow up any buildings
When you hear me play it'll be the microphone I'm killing
Registering 10 on the Richter when I shake it
With the earthquake based my taste blowing out your woofers
Put you in a state of shock like Mick and Mike so get it right
Just to let you know my click is tight
We got women up front shaking ass
Just about stripping want to put on the glass
Pass the phat Philly as I heat it up like chili
Put down the gun son, there is no need for the 9 milli
Got the meat for the barbecue so spark a few hops
Watch as I raid your spot