It's A Party

Yea Vanillas' stand the world on a chair Yea

Vanilla'll knock 'em down on their rear Yea

Vanilla'll make 'em all stand up and cheer Yea

He's the Vanilla Break break break down

Sparklin' like a towerin' inferno

You wanna' learn my songs This ain't no journal

It blemished my rhyme Because I'm drawin' the line

Don't celebrate too soon 'cause I'm goin' for mine

Just a character in a made up cartoon

Like Witchel and hazel Boy you're pushin' a broom

So get a new life or come equipped with the best

Mark another one for Ice let the microphone rest

Just listen to my groove the beat is strong

And I'll rock it now I need a microphone

I'm in the mood to dance I'm in the mood to prance

You tried me once but now you're takin' a chance

Because I rock with flavor Hard as lifesaver

You asked for d**e Ha That's what I gave ya'

A chance to go but now you move too slow

My juice is pumped and I'm ready to go

Real good Into a new phase jumpin' up the airwaves

And now you're amazed 'cause it's hip hop that you crave

Becuase I'm hyped like an addict there's no d**g involved

The only thing I need is my record revolved

Def comin' dtrong hard like a matador

I saw my style my soul up on the dance floor

I wanna' see ya' shake shake and shiver

You're a charity case and Ice is the giver

I'm givin' you what you want but you're dumb and naive

You can't cope with the dop Ice has concieved

Which is a d**e jam hotter than the third degree

You tried my style but I burn you see

I'm Ice and I'm cold I'm buildin' igloos of gold

You wanna' bite my style you gotta' have soul

'Cause a d**e like this is not easy to come by

You don't buy it on it comes out your Hifi

You think it's funy to lack but I'm a brother to Mack

The 808 kickin' base from a d**e drum track

I'm the coolest of cool kickin' cools silly fools

You r posse's takin' a dip and Vanilla's the pool

Get ready for my ritual it's at its' peak

Silly punks bow down 1st the lyricist speak

Intruders get slayed My pockets get paid

The girlie is jockin' it and just got laid

See I'm the press you elect Keep the record erect

In effect d**n ain't that what you expect

Earthquake is on the funk My homie's not a punk

Take you antique rhymes and self 'em as junk

You see we won't come front' and sellin' d**gs and all that s**t

Fake caddies mack daddies ain't even legit

So get a beeper you're a sleeper and you need to wake up

So make the record transform so Carwin Vegas

Do it We don't need no music

'Cause all we wanna' do Is sing and dance and party down

I'm the best He's the Vanilla