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Vanilla Ice - Freestyle lyrics

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Freestyle by Vanilla Ice

æŠREESTYLEVanilla 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
First on the microphonepsycho
Taking rappers like hot dice, like hot nights in Vegas
Got says they hate us æ…¶ause they are f*****g with the greatest
Ni@@ers that pull gats and steal gats just like potatoes
Knowing they couldn抰 break us or take us now fake us take us out - no doubt
make us serve your ass with a teck
Making rappers bow down like the Westside Connect
I want the Ice like cube, so I blast with the Mac 10
But trust me, I抦 throwing up the dub just like Dub C
Plus we f***s it up on both coasts
Don抰 show clouts when I rip shot, putt ni@@ers in zip lock
F*****g with this hip hop fanatics still automatic
Yes I smoke Kryptonite, get it right, my s^^t is tight
Got wicked ways like Mr. Mike
Get the gauge in the night these ni@@ers running loose, get the bodies
These ni@@ers in khakis and not Versace
Somebody should have told you, son it抯 on like that
With the ICE man b**ch 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 bidnezthat I gotta handle
S^^t is kinda risky but I抦 gonna have to take the gamble
Ni@@ers they trying to plot a scheme on me
Double and triple teams on me
I抣l make them bleed for me
And that抯 how it is going down
I won抰 be satisfied until I see that ass six feet underground
Cause you f****d around and p**sed the wrong brother off
You lied to yourself when you said I was soft
Now that抯 a no no, with manhole I抣l formulate a plan yo
That will make your children bastards and your wife a widow
Trying to battle me that抯 a sin
And be like Toni Braxton and you抣l never breath again
Cause I hit hard like thunder, straight from the under
Ground with the sound that will make Stevie Wonder
Hard, but let me continue
Serving mc抯 like lettuce on the menu
Pound for pound up in this game to be the best
back the f**k up off me motherf****r cause I抦 stressed
You抣l wind up in a casket f*****g with me
You get your ass kicked - hit you harder than an accident
lets get down to pleasure
And beat the kid out the treasure
Let me measure this here joint cause it抣l be nothing lesser
I抣l bet'cha that I抣l get it wide open like Hostetler
Vanilla kobe surround all of you like Kobe
And leave you in suspense like who done that
You checked with Grandma
I抣l be the last man standing off lyrical stamina
I round up 100 MC抯 in one city
Knock off 99 and a half
and that leaves a half that wanna face me
I抣l leave him face down in the dirt
Call the paramedics check the body for surgery with anesthetic
total mass in a mass stocker, hit the creator
Set it off like Michael Meyers in a double feature
Feature funky rhymes that are hard to swallow
Send your ass until tomorrow, you抣l be hoping to escape the horror
Now pay attention to today抯 lesson
And in for your possession
recognize these freestyle confession
I抣l step aside a case like Kojak giving up the evidence but I leave no
yo put the scrip off in a case like Mattlock
come bumpin on your block
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抯 the Ice, so let it flow!
It抯 the incredible party rocker, the heart stopper, hit dropper
Hypnotize you all like Big Poppa
Getting everybody blazed with the funky don抰 stop
As I detonate the spot like Oklahoma on your block
Like it will be the day that I don抰 blow up any buildings
When you hear me boy gonna beat the microphone I抦 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
making is the night
Just to let you know my click is tight, right
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 like Spartan infatruate your whole block

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