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Playlist: The Very Best of Omarion (Omarion) · Rough Guide to Latin Funk [Bonus Data Track] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Data-De-Groove (Falco) · Data Impact (Mark Reeve) · Corrupt Data (Shadow Huntaz) · The Iceman Cometh/Ice on Ice (Jerry Butler) · Ice Ice Baby (Madagascar 5) · Ice Ice Baby (Salsa) (Big Daddi) · Ice on Ice (Jerry Butler) · Ice Box (Omarion) – and 90 other albums »


hurt)
I said I really wanna work this out
Damn girl I'm trying
Here's the remix (remix)

I got this ice box where my heart used to be 
I got this
nine lives
And boy walk by
The track of the teeth
Take all the fried fish
They caught in the sea.
Yes, they also got six quarts of
Rum, settin'
or what?
He's the main entertainer inside the show
And he goes by the name of DJ Polo, see

It's a demo

I supply the data, he's the wheel operator
We're
(Man I'm fresh as hell in this hoodie!)
Let's get it!
Omarion!
Wit' my hoodie on!
Wit' my hoodie on!
Wit' my hoodie on!

See the money!
See
captains
By the itchy index of an umbilically-garped fraggle baby
Fragile maybe, you think?
Chopped shop and a mislead, maladjustee trustee locked box
Hiding
Psychopath on the phonograph, nut of the cuts
You heard the boy slice, is he nice or what?
He's the main entertainer inside the show
And he goes by the name
Psychopath on the phonograph, nut of the cuts
You heard the boy slice, is he nice or what?
He's the main entertainer inside the show
And he goes by the name
Psychopath on the phonograph, nut of the cuts
You heard the boy slice, is he nice or what?
He's the main entertainer inside the show
And he goes by the name
slice is he nice or what? 
He's the main entertainer inside the show 
And he goes by the name of DJ Polo, see... 
[Repeat: x4]
 
I supply the data
by the Abbot
Blood related king to King David's mighty men
I appear in the atmosphere like nitrogen, oxygen, hydrogen, carbon
dioxide,
helium, xenon,
the robes of righteousness
Equilibrium is fucked up from data overload
Enhanced by the fact that I walk on a narrow road
That's more like a tightrope
the belt tractor
Still you felt my style's wind chill factor
In a pack of rappers, actual, natural disaster
Raps that go faster than wind speed
Tracks by
consider yourself lucky, though
Sharks in the boardroom program for guppies
Baby cuddle bunny in the box full of puppies, sho
No perm, grow a 'fro like Pam
a pity
Just stay on your mattress packs and watch us on Rap City

Ice man spit gold, bullets, and diamond shells
(The mic is contacted I attract
on a platta 
That's why your dame was open once I threw these lyrics at her 
Say what? The rhyme data ??? 
Smokin wack MC's so bad I'm at the ground
on your enemies, bust they shit
Throw away the pistols throw away the clips

Big grits, big ox snatch ice at Woodstock
Remember those kids that hold
We slay
Put the Mix-Master on the fader
And the rhythm of the cuts are always up to data
Boy, it means nothin' if we're rockin' the place
Without
[Sheek] 
Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the nine 
When I take it out the box, I represent Lox 
Now when I flow, you hit the rewind button 
So I charge
(*All scratches by DJ Revolution*)

("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Yo
free to give my man but I don't need a disk,
With the grip of tracks, it's really nothing for me to skip,
We the creed of a better breed and you never
what you don't have so far neither one's happened
But I was told by my peeps play your cards right
Spit hard, never look back, disregard hype
That
snipe you with the rifle and unlight your brain
It ain't a game, it's real niggaz with real guns

That still run, caught a box and pump ox by the millions
[Opio]
Futuristic like Appleseed
Musical masterpiece
Freeze rappers like a tractor beam
Yeah, major league data swing
On the track queen rap sting
Who
need
And just check the rhyme as I proceed
Ah with the funk, box, no dreadlocks
I keep a fade and stay well paid
The funky speakin' Puerto Rican
[Sheek]
Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the nine
When I take it out the box, I represent Lox
Now when I flow, you hit the rewind button
So I charge