(performed by vanilla ice featuring naomi campbell)



Chorus

Gotta hold on to this feelin'

Gotta let you body move

Gotta keep the music jumpin'

Everybody get loose

Repeat



Face the music, then i'm right behind

With a posse, a mic and a funky rhyme

It doesn't take a lot of time for me to climb

And whem i'm going for mine, i'm like a monkey on a vine

Goin' up the scale and i will prevail

Sharper than the point on the tip of a nail

Movin' with the speed of a thief on the run

My mic is my gun and my posse's the one

Ready for fun, but also for static

Anything breaks and they're ready automatic

I've had it with suckers who try to get paid -

Sayin' they're teaching, but not makin'

The grade - they're played.

I'm the teacher, man, you're the student

Close your ears if you feel you're prudent

And can't deal with the lyrics i'm steppin' with

But they're the lines the people are gettin' with

A lesson well taught, here's some more advice

I don't sweat it on the mic

'cause i'm cool as ice



Chorus repeat 2x's



Roll into town with no windows down

I'm on my bike and i'm headed for a mic

Battles defuse with the news of my arrival

Instincts are primal, i'm all about survival

Proceed with caution, i'm like a blaze

That's roared for days

All that gaze are amazed

Dazed by the force that they just witnessed

Master, is the title to fit this

Man before ya, lyrical lawyer

Suin' all the suckers on the mic that bore ya

Slick, i'll trick like a magician

On the microphone, i'm like a rap technician

Turn the party out in my opinion

Witty words make the world my