[00:00.00] 作词 : Brian May/David Bowie/Freddie Mercury/Roger Taylor/Floyd Brown/J.R. Deacon/R. Van Winkle/Mario Lavell Johnson
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Brian May/David Bowie/Freddie Mercury/Roger Taylor/Floyd Brown/J.R. Deacon/R. Van Winkle/Mario Lavell Johnson
[00:18.70]Ice ice baby
[00:22.85]Ice ice baby
[00:24.93]All right stop collaborate and listen
[00:27.35]Ice is back with my brand new invention
[00:29.20]Something grabs a hold of me tightly
[00:31.32]Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
[00:33.15]Will it ever stop yo I don't know
[00:35.42]Turn off the lights and I'll glow
[00:37.30]To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
[00:39.32]Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
[00:41.46]Dance go rush to the speaker that booms
[00:43.72]I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
[00:45.58]Deadly when I play a **** melody
[00:47.88]Anything less than the best is a felony
[00:49.68]Love it or leave it you better gain weight
[00:51.84]You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
[00:53.74]If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
[00:55.96]Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
[00:57.84]
[00:58.37]Ice ice baby vanillla
[01:02.54]Ice ice baby vanillla
[01:06.65]Ice ice baby vanillla
[01:10.80]Ice ice baby vanillla
[01:14.95]Now that the party is jumping
[01:16.86]With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin'
[01:19.12]Quick to the point to the point no faking
[01:21.15]I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
[01:23.13]Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble
[01:25.36]I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
[01:27.40]And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo
[01:29.45]I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
[01:31.27]Rollin' in my 5.0
[01:33.31]With my rap-top down so my hair can blow
[01:35.60]The girlies on standby waving just to say hi
[01:37.71]Did you stop no I just drove by
[01:39.88]Kept on pursuing to the next stop
[01:41.86]I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
[01:43.97]The block was dead
[01:44.89]Yo so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue
[01:47.99]Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
[01:50.25]Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
[01:52.27]Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
[01:54.23]Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
[01:56.14]Reading for the chumps on the wall
[01:58.34]The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
[02:00.49]Gunshots rang out like a bell
[02:02.54]I grabbed my nine all I heard were shells
[02:04.41]Falling on the concrete real fast
[02:06.72]Jumped in my car slammed on the gas
[02:08.65]Bumpet to bumper the avenue's packed
[02:10.80]I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
[02:12.91]Police on the scene you know what I mean
[02:14.80]They passed me up confronted all the **** fiends
[02:17.17]If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
[02:19.47]Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
[02:21.21]Ice ice baby vanillla
[02:25.27]Ice ice baby vanillla
[02:29.43]Ice ice baby vanillla
[02:33.51]Ice ice baby vanillla
[02:37.79]Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
[02:39.82]Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
[02:42.12]My town that created all the bass sound
[02:44.24]Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
[02:45.83]'Cause my style's like a chemical pill
[02:47.83]Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
[02:50.04]Conducted and formed
[02:51.00]This is a hell of a concept
[02:52.32]We make it hype and you want to step with this
[02:55.28]Shay plays on the fade slice like a ninja
[02:57.41]Cut like a razor blade so fast other DJs say damn
[03:00.70]If my rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram
[03:02.76]Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
[03:04.65]Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
[03:06.46]If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
[03:08.88]Check out the hook while Shay revolves it
[03:11.19]Ice ice baby vanilla
[03:15.00]Ice ice baby vanilla
[03:19.05]Ice ice baby vanilla
[03:23.41]Ice ice baby vanilla
[03:27.49]ice
[03:28.74]Yo man let's get out of here
[03:30.61]Word to your mother
[03:31.75]Ice ice baby too cold too cold
[03:35.72]Ice ice baby too cold too cold
[03:40.06]Ice ice baby too cold too cold
[03:44.26]Ice ice baby too cold too cold
[03:48.39]

作词 : Brian May/David Bowie/Freddie Mercury/Roger Taylor/Floyd Brown/J.R. Deacon/R. Van Winkle/Mario Lavell Johnson
作曲 : Brian May/David Bowie/Freddie Mercury/Roger Taylor/Floyd Brown/J.R. Deacon/R. Van Winkle/Mario Lavell Johnson
Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby
All right stop collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop yo I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance go rush to the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly when I play a **** melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it you better gain weight
You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my rap-top down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby waving just to say hi
Did you stop no I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
The block was dead
Yo so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
Gunshots rang out like a bell
I grabbed my nine all I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car slammed on the gas
Bumpet to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene you know what I mean
They passed me up confronted all the **** fiends
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical pill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed
This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast other DJs say damn
If my rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while Shay revolves it
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
ice
Yo man let's get out of here
Word to your mother
Ice ice baby too cold too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold