Текст песни Vanilla Ice - Livin, слова песни Vanilla Ice

Текст песни Vanilla Ice - Livin

Vanilla Ice - Livin слова песни

[Verse 1]Here it is, a dope hitIceman comin with a dope hitCause a few suckers need their throats slitJealous cause I went multi-platinumNow I`m gonna blast `em in the head till they`re dead with my magnumLyrics might be simplistic, but I`m no gimpOn the strip, cause I know how to pimp itNow I got grip and suckers keep sinking in my quicksandVanilla ice, vocal hitmanGot the number three in my crosses, sittin on the rooftopBop bop bopAnd you fools drop[Scratching ``Pop goes the weasel``]Was a big fl-fl-flop flopBrother`s didn`t like your record cause it wasn`t hip hop hopBut this ain`t a dis, cause you sold goldStill, I made a killin and it ain`t even a 10 - 11 millionGiven my rhyming spice while my djs on the sliceVanilla ice is back on the map, with the wrath of the ice kingNo one will stop meNo one will stop meNo one will stop meNo one will stop meNo one will stop meNo one will stop me[Chorus]Why is that I disperseWhy does god shunWhy does my man try to run my actionsWhy is that I disperseWhy does god shunWhy does my man try to run my actionsIt`s my living conditionIt`s my living conditionIt`s my living conditionIt`s my living condition[Verse 2]Etch on a sketch on a rhyme like an architectNow watch your back son, cause you might lose your neckPound-for-pound, I rock the ground I stand onI rock records, every record at randomFlyin heads, as the heads get fullThoughts and speakers get ripped and tornTo my tombI`m wicked as a witch on a broom stickI smash bricks with one lickEtch on a sketch on a rhyme like an architectNow watch your back son, cause you might lose your neckPound-for-pound, I rock the ground I stand onI rock records, every record at randomFlyin heads, as the heads get fullThoughts and speakers get ripped and tornTo my tombI`m wicked as a witch on a broom stickI smash bricks with one lick[Chorus]No one will stop meNo one will stop meNo one will stop me[Verse 3]You don`t get a second chanceCause and tremors bring the scales in handCall the cops, the paramedics, the man`s downYou wanna rock my bell so I broke them downMy tongue snapped and cracked like a bull whipAnd you ain`t nothing but my itty-bitty targetAnd as I walk through the valley of sinI walk with all you, my friends

Другие песни Vanilla Ice:

Vanilla Ice - Stop That Train
25 секунды назад 437,00 (не задано)

Vanilla Ice - Living
8 дня назад 506,00 (не задано)

Vanilla Ice - Scars
16 часа назад 426,00 (не задано)

Vanilla Ice - F_ck Me
2 минуты назад 505,00 (не задано)

Vanilla Ice - Zig Zag Stories
5 дня назад 620,00 (не задано)

Vanilla Ice

Livin

Текст песни Vanilla Ice - Livin

Другие песни Vanilla Ice:

Похожие артисты: