Yo, U .I .P., let's kick it!
All right, stop. Collaborate and listen.
Ice is back with a brand new invention.
Something grabs a hold of me tightly.
Flow like a harpoon, day and nightly.
Will it ever stop? Yo, I don't know.
Turn off the lights, huh, and I'll glow.
To the extreme, I'll rock a mic like a vandal.
Ride up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
Dance, let's speak of 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 getting paid.
You better hit the bullseye, the kid don't play.
And if there was a problem, I'll solve it.
Ha -ha.
Jump in.
Pump it.
Roll it.
Get your slops.
Damn.
Jump in.
Pump it.
Roll it.
I'm trying to get away before the jack does jack.
Ice. Ice.
Ice. Ice.
I'm trying to get away before the jack does jack.
Ice. Ice.
Ice. Ice.
I'm trying to get away before the jack does jack.
Ice. Ice.
Ice. Ice.
Stay keyed, 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 spear.
These are rhymes you can vision and feel.
Conducted and formed is a hell of a concept.
We make it hype, and you wanna step with this.
Shape lays on a fade. Slice like a ninja.
Cut like a razor blade so fast.
Other DJs say, damn, rhyme was a drug.
I'd sell it by the gram.
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose.
Magnetized by the mic when I kick my juice.
If there was a problem, yo, I'd solve it.
Check out the hook when a DJ revolves it.
Jump in.
Jump in.
Jump in.
Hold in.
Damn.
