Lyrics:
Written by: Vanilla Ice, Zero, Tha Hit Men
Produced by: Vanilla Ice & Zero
Published by: Ice Baby Music, Inc., DJ Zero Music, Inc., BMI.
shit)
Nigga Terry what's goin on nigga
Let me talk to 'em for a minute (Murder Inc. bosses in the building)
Yeah, haha
[Chorus]
Niggas! Grip the iron
goin' on nigga
Let me talk to 'em for a minute (Murder Inc. bosses in the building)
Yeah, ha ha
[Chorus]
Niggas! Grip the iron and keep it cocked
But keep in mind that your security's a lie
The Hatred multiplies, forever deepening line
But it seems that nows the time, you should open up to eyes
We went straight through Syndrum Inc.
Up an' over the Acapella Pass
Then Gibson Town and Fenderville
All stations to the Mesa Boogie Ranch
We saw
Ke buwa cheke oh
Elder Sunday Ogwu
Formal secretary ministry of interior
Wola ukolo oh
Sunday Ogwu eh le oh
Engineer kashim Ali
President koren
Agboji
[Redman]
Yo Yo, Doctor
Everybody hit the floor
Wild out till the security hit the door
I'm dirty
Gorilla paws, bang sugar walls
Hoes want to pop E,
the engineers, Chilly Chill, mixers
Esco, much love goes out, to Rita Lee
The Buchanans, Suzis 'N Uzi
Everybody that, helped this project from day one
Can't
a scratch, man (Let's go, Em)
I Murder this Inc as soon as I touch the page
You ain't gon' have no other choice but to rush the stage
And charge the mic,
作词/作曲：Zipper C/srrybtch
编曲 Arrangement：Keyoung Fresh
录音 Recording Engineer：Zipper C
录音室 Recording Stuido：RICHYEP Studio
人声编辑 Vocal Editor：TA$TA@MOT
the security hit the door, I'm dirty
Gorilla paws, bang sugar walls
Hoes wanna pop E, hang with a Dogg
I told my man Snoop, she salmonilla
Got a ho with no
of a lich king
And when they die, their bodies will oil up
(The machine)
(The machine)
The engineers who move the cogs
Do it so just to keep themselves high
hollow tips, I'm dripping in this Gucci raincoat
Security won't pat me, niggas won't at me
Same nigga that saved the West with a bald head and some
shit was no choice, know that I gotta keep a double R in my garage
I got XD, equipped a light and beam
It ain't never less than three security running
Background vocals (rap): Vanilla Ice
Mix by: Vanilla Ice
Synchclavier engineer: Robert Wechsler
Recorded & Mixed at Luminous Studios, Inc.
Background vocals (rap): Vanilla Ice
Bass: Mike Daane
Mix by: Vanilla Ice
Synchclavier engineer: Robert Wechsler
Recorded & Mixed at Luminous
provided by Liqour inc. We've got all the food you can eat, provided by Fast Food Industries. We got all the drugs you can consume, provided by Worlds Drug
the devil in my head
Communication coming in
Too much that I can't communicate with all of them
I do wish I had scientist or engineer friends, let's go
Here I am again
On my knees
I must let go of this false security
Holding on too long
I've been trying to attain
Mental pictures of my life to fill
or sucka security guards
it was spring break we took a trip to cancuun
throw manosas part two but i had to chunk duece
im on a beach gettin crunk lookin good
listen
I need an engineer
Mmmmmmmm about it we can fist it
I need an interfere with a little thick bitch of the motherfuking
Streeteners
Let's go Let's go
She said she doesn't like my apartment
She's got a boyfriend up in Dartmouth
She spilling wine on my cheap carpet
She said he's gonna be an engineer
managers things
Carpenters things
Engineers things
Skill things
Cleaner things
Skill man things
Yes
Carpenters, engineers, electricians
Skillful man
the Honda touch down with them Bs
Rollie on glisten, ka-ting
Little, this shit was a, dream
Bread Winner ego go, inc
Jump in the whip and go, screech
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