Hitem Hard Lyrics - Vanilla Ice

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Written by: vanilla ice tha hit men darryl delite
Allamby zero
Produced by: vanilla ice & zero
Published by: ice baby music inc. dj zero music inc.
Oliver and cooley music publishing bmi.
Keyboards: darryl delite allamby
Background vocals (rap): vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: robert wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous studios inc.

Here comes the lyrical breakdown
Move out the way punk and take a seat clown
It's the ice man slicin' dicin'.
Hittin' like tyson.
So listen to the rhythm i givin' em
My lyrics got the impact of a mac truck
When i'm sendin' 'em
Yo my funky rhymes flow
Kickin it like psycho
And i'm exploding like nitro-glis
Coming like a hurricane bliss
Straight sacking the track like a quarterback
My man zero is back with a killer slice
I'm blowin' up the mic
Ya damn right vanilla ice
With twice the punch
I put the crunch on marky
And take the funky out of his bunch.
I hit the home run
You got to third base son.
I'm in first place
Take a seat clown for the beatdown.

Uh tonight's the night of the big fight
With the mic in my hand i got the grip tights.
Ready to swing it like a louisville slugger
Right at the head of a sucka
Crack home run.
How did it feel to have the mic hit ya dome son? uh!
I tried to make your head ring like a church bell.
I put it on ya hard
I'll make ya hurt well
'cause you fell into my booby traps
No more good vibrations
I'm tired of your boots raps
So i eat ya like scooby snacks
An maybe roll you like a zig zag
Or smoke you like a hootie mac
You did what i did
So you're gonna lose kid
'cause to me you're still a new kid on the block
Get off my jock
Get off my diznok
Before you get dropped
For the beatdown

Yeh this is the last verse
Should i say the last round.
And it's time i knock out another class clown.
Sit down and take notes
As vanilla kicks ballistics withdope lyrics
Oh waht a pity though
'cause ya had to spend three million dollars on your video.
It was video and i can admit that
All that money's wasted 'cause your songs wacked
I make stuff to make the people gather.
An' let 'em see us in a pit
I wanna slam dance with ya hammer.
Now can i kick it of course i can.
Yo you will get burned out then turned out.
I'm gonna keep comin stong song after song
Ya thought i'd fade well ya did wrong.
I'm the imperial threat for this sound fools.
Ha ha here comes the lyrical beatdown.

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