Living Vanilla Ice

[Intro]
*beatboxing*

[Verse 1]
Here it is, a 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 simplistic, but I'm no simp
On the strip, cause I know how to pimp it
Now I got grip and suckers keep sinking in my quicksand
Vanilla ice, vocal hitman
Got the number 3 in my crosses, sittin' on the rooftop
*mimicking gun sounds* And you fools drop
[*Scratching*] was a big fl-fl-flop flop
Brothers didn't like your record 'cause it wasn't hip hop hop
But this ain't a diss, cause you sold gold
Still, I made a killin' and it ain't even a 10 - 11 million
Given my rhyme spice, my DJ's on the slice
Vanilla ice is back on the map, with 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