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Vanilla Ice

Mudd Monster following me uh It's hard but I really can't see uh He lives inside the trees uh Outside of New Orleans uh He'll eat your flesh like Hannibal

{There is little doubt that behind these words There is still the longing to know God And to find protection in this valley of tears For this lousy, stinkin

(performed by derek b) To the people in the front And all the people in the back row Nice to see y'all jammin left to Right toe to toe No more introductions

you, never, no I never wanna be I never wanna be without you, never, no Ooooo Written by vanilla ice, gail "sky" king, pricesa, sylvester stewart Produced by: vanilla ice

dr dr drop it (drop drop drop) dr dr drop it (drop drop drop) dr dr drop it (drop drop drop) dr dr drop it (drop drop drop) yo i more slower than my

Escalade And these South side niggaz, I don't think you could fade Who wanna be the next punk riding in the trunk Ridin' with my nigga Ice blowin' on

not fuckin around icky icky ya ya icky icky ya ya mass murders natural born killas im not fuckin around icky icky ya ya icky icky ya ya Ice-- This aint

Guess who's back..... Chorus: OKS original killa shit that'll leave yo wrists slit OKS niggas with the biscuits mobbin through your district splifted

out and play now) is he gone? man i don't understand what kind of high this dude is trippin on pure ICE with a twist of vanilla thriller captivating