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 dont know Turn off the lights and Ill glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance - Bum rush the speaker that booms Im killin your brain like a poisonous mushroom Deadly - when I play a dope melody Anything less than the best is a felony Love it or leave it You better gain way You better hit bulls eye The kid dont play If there was a problem Yo Ill solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Now that the party is jumpin With the bass kicked in, and the Vegas all pumpin Quick to the point, to the point no fakin Cooking MCs like a pound of bacon Burning them if you aint quick and nimble I go crazy when I hear a cymbal And a hi-hat with a supped up tempo Im on a roll - its time to go solo Rollin - in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby Waiting just to say \"hi\" Did you stop? No - I just drove by Kept on - pursuing to the next stop I busted a left and Im heading to the next block That block was dead Yo - so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis Jealous - cause Im out getting mine Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine Ready - for the chumps on the wall The Chumps are acting ill because theyre full of eight ball Gunshots ranged out like a bell I grabbed my nine - all I heard were shells Fallin - on the concrete real fast Jumped in my car - slammed on the gas Bumper to bumper the avenues packed Im tryin to get away before the jackers jack Police on the scene You know what I mean? They passed me up - confronted all the dope fiends If there was a problem Yo Ill solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Take heed - cause Im a lyrical poet Miamis on the scene just in case you didnt know it My town that created all the bass sound Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground Cause my styles like a chemical spill Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel Conducted and formed 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 Id sell it by the gram Keep my composure when its time to get loose Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice If there was a problem Yo Ill solve it Check out the hook while D-Shay revolves it.