"Living" as written by James Patrick Taylor, Neil Robinson, David Christopher Taylor, John Anthony Willmott, Gary James Crockett and Dominic Glover....
Here it is, a dope hit, Iceman comin' with a dope hit
Cause a few suckers need their throats slit
Jealous cause I went multi platinum
Now I'm gonna blast you in the head
Till you're dead with my magnum
Lyrics might be simplistic, but I'm no simp
On the strip, cause I know how to pimp it
Now I got grip and suckers keep sinking
In my quicksand, Vanilla Ice, vocal hitman

Got the number three in my crosses, sittin' on the rooftop
Bop bop bop
And you fools drop, Was a big fl-fl-flop flop
Brother's didn't like your record 'cause it wasn't hip hop hop
But this ain't a dis 'cause you sold gold
Still, I made a killin' and it ain't even a ten eleven million
Given my rhyming spice while my DJ's on the slice
Vanilla Ice is back on the map, with the wrath of the Ice king

No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me

Why is that I disperse?
Why does God shun?
Why does my man try to run my actions?
Why is that I disperse?
Why does God shun?
Now why does my man try to run my actions?
My living condition
[Incomprehensible] my living condition
My living condition
[Incomprehensible] it's my living condition

Etch on a sketch on a rhyme like an architect
Now watch your back son, cause you might lose your neck
Pound for pound, I rock the ground I stand on
I rock records, every record at random
Flyin' heads, as the heads get full
[Incomprehensible] speakers get ripped and torn
To my tomb
I'm wicked as a witch on a broom stick
I smash bricks with one lick

Why is that I disperse?
Why does God shun?
Why does my man try to run my actions?
Why is that I disperse?
Why does God shun?
Now why does my man try to run my actions?
My living condition
[Incomprehensible] my living condition
My living condition
[Incomprehensible] it's my living condition

[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
No one will stop me
No one will stop me
No one will stop me

You don't get a second chance
(No one will stop me)
Cause and tremors bring the scales in hand
Call the cops, the paramedics, the man's down
(No one will stop me)
You wanna rock my bell so I broke them down
My tongue snapped and cracked like a bull whip
(No one will stop me)
And you ain't nothing but my itty bitty target
And as I walk through the valley of sin
(No one will stop me)
I walk with all you my friends



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"Living" as written by Neil Robinson James Patrick Taylor

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