that I can't describe Feel the vibe and don't let no one Level vibe now what sensation Vibe the a hit you from all direction Level vibe now what a sensation Vibe
in the pool [In the corner was the DJ, gettin nice Feelin that shit, off the Alehze and ice] I only had one mic, now imagin A gang of drunk MC's who
the spit in my heart cuz my lyrics are shot like a bullet, here I come again, never gonna stop me now, king of all Mc's come and nab my crown, other Mc
got me into rap (yeah) Loopin' tracks with fast hi-hats and 808's Four track machine with the high speed cassette tape Now keep in mind, I was a fan But as MC
Sub hook: Why they acting like there gully when they don't want war, listen if u aint raving why u come here for, kill that ice grilling I'm feeling
Masters of Ceremony, Steady P, Dimples D Then Just Ice, Latoya, hit the streets Then we got the era of EPMD The Juice Crew, MC Lyte, and BDP Main Source
Yo - who hold guns and rock ice bigger than life; got bitches throwin they drawers on stage - that ain't me! I raise kids, push whips, piss an MC Love
s like Smokey off sokey, even Little Bo Peep, your style is weak Guard your Rollie, wit all the ice in it, I snatch the ice out and put a price out Cop
marijuana class to study cultivation So I can make the USA a better nation Get smoked, mellow out, vibe fuck the stress While I kill MC's that say "he
my beat is humpin her Dented her face up, my ice medaillon was in her face while I was fuckin her I'm kiddin - I freak mics and not ice Speak a language
sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public I'ma love it.. (hahaha) Vanilla Ice don't like me (uh-uh) Said some shit in Vibe to spite
of breath in my lung "When will they let us stop?" I checked the time and it was Six in the morning, and we were still rhyming Battled MC after MC, battled
left for dead like hip-hop And admit to Condit like conduct, to kill Ecks the dread And Kris crucified the false prophet John F. Kennedy to these MC's
like hip-hop And admit to Condit like conduct, to kill Ecks the dread And Kris crucified the false prophet John F. Kennedy to these MC's, I draw and
for the mc A lil bit of shhh for me Make way for the S.O.V A lil bit of shhh for me Now shut ya mouth for d MC A lil bit of hush for me Right now
ve got dough I didn't even really need to rip dis But the flows are addictive Are you feelin tha vibe that I give dis? [chorus] You cant stop dis shit you know We got chicks, ice
