(performed by vanilla ice featuring naomi campbell)
Chorus
Gotta hold on to this feelin`
Gotta let you body move
Gotta keep the music jumpin`
Everybody get loose
Repeat
Face the music, then i`m right behind
With a posse, a mic and a funky rhyme
It doesn`t take a lot of time for me to climb
And whem i`m going for mine, i`m like a monkey on a vine
Goin` up the scale and i will prevail
Sharper than the point on the tip of a nail
Movin` with the speed of a thief on the run
My mic is my gun and my posse`s the one
Ready for fun, but also for static
Anything breaks and they`re ready automatic
I`ve had it with suckers who try to get paid -
Sayin` they`re teaching, but not makin`
The grade - they`re played.
I`m the teacher, man, you`re the student
Close your ears if you feel you`re prudent
And can`t deal with the lyrics i`m steppin` with
But they`re the lines the people are gettin` with
A lesson well taught, here`s some more advice
I don`t sweat it on the mic
`cause i`m cool as ice
Chorus repeat 2x`s
Roll into town with no windows down
I`m on my bike and i`m headed for a mic
Battles defuse with the news of my arrival
Instincts are primal, i`m all about survival
Proceed with caution, i`m like a blaze
That`s roared for days
All that gaze are amazed
Dazed by the force that they just witnessed
Master, is the title to fit this
Man before ya, lyrical lawyer
Suin` all the suckers on the mic that bore ya
Slick, i`ll trick like a magician
On the microphone, i`m like a rap technician
Turn the party out in my opinion
Witty words make the world my
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