Vanilla Ice - Livin lyrics
Here it isa dope hit
Iceman comin with a dope hit
Cause a few suckers need their throats slit
Jealous cause I went multi-platinum
Now I'm gonna blast em in the head till they're dead with my magnum
Lyrics might be simplisticbut I'm no gimp
On the stripcause I know how to pimp it
Now I got grip and suckers keep sinking in my quicksand
Vanilla icevocal hitman
Got the number three in my crossessittin on the rooftop
Bop bop bop
And you fools drop(scratching over "pop goes the weasel"
Was a big fl-fl-flop flop
Brother's didn't like your record `cause it wasn't hip hop hop
But this ain't a dis `cause you sold gold
StillI made a killin and it ain't even a 10 - 11 million
Given my rhyming spice while my djs on the slice
Vanilla ice is back on the mapwith the wrath of the ice king
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
Chorus
Why is that I disperse
Why does God shun
Why does my man try to run my actions
Why is that I disperse
Why does God shun
Why does my man try to run my actions
It's my living condition
It's my living condition
It's my living condition
It's my living condition
Etch on a sketch on a rhyme like an architect
Now watch your back soncause you might lose your neck
Pound-for-poundI rock the ground I stand on
I rock recordsevery record at random
Flyin headsas the heads get full
Thoughts and speakers get ripped and torn
To my tomb
I'm wicked as a witch on a broom stick
I smash bricks with one lick
Chorus
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
You don't get a second chance
Cause and tremors bring the scales in hand
Call the copsthe paramedicsthe man's down
You wanna rock my bell so I broke them down
My tongue snapped and cracked like a bull whip
And you ain't nothing but my itty-bitty target
And as I walk through the valley of sin
I walk with all you - my friends
Produced by ross robinson
