Ice Ice Baby (Re-Recorded / Remastered)

Yo, V.I.P. let's kick it
 Ice, ice, baby
 Ice, ice, baby
 All right stop, collaborate and listen
 Ice is back with the brand-new invention
 Something, grabs a hold of me tightly
 Flow 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 go rush to the speaker that booms
 I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
 Deadly when I play a dope melody
 Anything less than the best is a felony
 Love it or leave it you better gang way
 You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
 And if there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it
 Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
 Ice, ice, baby
 Vanilla ice, ice, baby
 Vanilla ice, ice, baby
 Vanilla ice, ice, baby
 Now that the party is jumping
 With the bass kicked in and the Vegas are pumpin'
 Quick to the point to the point no faking
 I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
 Burning them if you ain't 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
 Rollin' in my 5.0
 With my rag-top down so my hair can blow
 The girlies on standby waving 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
 The block was dead, yo
 So I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue
 Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
 Rockman lovers driving Lamborghini's
 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 rang out like a bell
 I grabbed my nine all I heard were 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 jackers jack
 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
 Ice, ice, baby
 Vanilla ice, ice, baby
 Vanilla ice, ice, baby
 Vanilla ice, ice, baby
 Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
 Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
 My town that created all the bass sound
 Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
 My style's like a chemical spill
 These are rhymes that you can invision and feel
 Conducted and formed, it's 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 razor blade so fast other DJs say damn
 If hyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram
 Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
 Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
 If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it
 Check out the hook while DJ revolves it
 Ice, ice, baby
 Vanilla ice, ice, baby
 Vanilla ice, ice, baby
 Vanilla ice, ice, baby
 Vanilla ice
 Yo, man let's get out of here
 Word to your mother
 Ice, ice, baby too cold
 Ice, ice, baby too cold, too cold
 Ice, ice, baby too cold, too cold
 Ice, ice, baby too cold, too cold
 Ice, ice, baby too cold, too cold
 Ice, ice, baby too cold, too cold
 Ice, ice, baby too cold
 Ice, ice, baby too cold, too cold
 Ice, ice, baby too cold, too cold
 Ice, ice, baby too cold, too cold
 Ice, ice, baby too cold, too cold
 Ice, ice, baby too cold, too cold
 Ice