(feat. La the Darkman)



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Darkman

V-Ice

Trust me ain't nothing nice

Hardcore

My dog's unbreakable like dice

Hardcore

My dog's unbreakable like dice

Hardcore

My dog's unbreakable like dice



[Verse 1: La the Darkman]

I've been in bloody pictures

Ill as Hitler back in Germany

Kid's think they're burning me

You really ain't concerning me

King B hold a Mack 8 plus 3

And I draw rhymes fast as Zorro draw that Z

Draw guns - fast as white boys on TV

You can't fuck with me! Trapper conti

Warfare my clan specialize in putting cats in

wheelchairs

Pack a .38 Snubnose name brand clothes

What's money to my clan was death to my foes

That's how it goes, My Niggaz is gung-ho

God advocates sniping weak rappers with a crossbow

Stay on the low with a M-16 flow

In the Benz with a dime bitch, puffin hydro

I'm CEO you're TKO, John Doe

My raps is like cheap keys straight from Mexico

Yo, I flow like a UFO, All-Pro

Rich kid, get my dick sucked in a Tahoe

When I hear a beat it's like putting tims on my feet

Then run a track meet away from the beats, fuck police

I run the street with a Mack Milli for rappers who act silly

Cock it back, then smoke a Nigga like a Philly



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[Verse 2: Vanilla Ice]

I draw my rhymes like a bow

Shoot 'em out like an arrow

Swooping on suckers like an eagle, not a sparrow

walk a wide path, never ever walk it narrow

Step on stage with funky hip-hop apparel

Got the funky rhymes sometimes they leave you scared bro

It's like looking down a shotgun barrel

Hardcore

Runs through my veins like cocaine

V-Ice, In your brains like bloodstains

Psycho!

When I step to the mic, bro

You know the Ice'll do it right, what I'm saying is "Yo"

Suckers fronting what you wantin is for me to fade!

Thought I was outta here, I ain't going away!

Back with the track, I keep my bank fat

You know I got the flavor for the funky format

You're not giving up, the credit I seek

Darkman's in the house he's ready to creep

Now what you gonna do

When my boys are on you

You know a hard head makes for a soft shoe

Now crank it up for your passenger - LOUDER

Cause it's the thrilla killa, I bring this hardcore hour



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