Waiting For God - Ice Ice Baby lyrics

Yo, Chase, let's kick it

Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby

Stop it, collaborate and listen
WFG is back with a 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 dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, you better gain weight
You better hit bullseye, the kid don't play
If there's a problem, yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby (vanilla)

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the vega's are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point, no faking
Cookin' MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not 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 rag-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 Robson Drive
Girls were hot, down to bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Price with a gague and Daemon 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
Bumper 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 dope fiends
If there's a problem, yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby (vanilla)

Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Vancouver'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 spill
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
? Price plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade, so fast - 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 Price here revolves it

Ice ice baby (vanilla)

Ice ice baby too cold...