[Intro]
Yo, Bloodhound Gang and Rob Van Winkle together on this track
[Verse 1: Vanilla Ice]
Stop as we drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another Vietnam
Heavy like a Tyson blow to the dome
Back up son give me room give me room
To set it off like this don`t give it up
I`m all up in you `til you just can`t get enough
Real hard to the bone you want more?
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath it`s for real `cause I`m gonna get mine
Roll up on you like Eastwood
Blowin` up fifteens as I`m ridin` through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like Parkay
Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
I`m in your grill peep this I got the raw deal
In your Jeep Cherokee or Land Cruiser
When you`re rollin` through the hood you want use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So check the E.Q. and let them speakers hum
And gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Round one round two knock out
Straight to your head like my round never lights out
[Chorus-Repeat 4x]
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a
[Verse 2: Jimmy Pop]
Jimmy Jimmy y`all Jimmy damn Jimmy yea
Gimme the mic Rob so I can take it away
Got more lines than the welfare office
Are you upset you`ll never get to be as clever as this?
Spreadin` quicker than your mom have a feel but don`t cop it
Yeah I stole your beat but that`s `cause you dropped it
Crude as oil unrefined but slick
I`m gonna get you from behind like a gay convict
`Cause my name ain`t Quasimodo but I still got a hunch
That like the Jim Jones cult I`ll take you out with one punch
You`re Spiro Agnew and I`m the Dick you answer to
You`re sweatin` like a watermelon at a Baptist barbecue
Sneakin` up like celery yeah I`m stalkin`
I squeak like Stephen Hawkings yeah but I`m walkin`
Nose to ground so this Bloodhound will sniff and follow it
I hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow it
Screamin` like a Mimi when you see me comin` near ya
Like a Kenny Loggins` record no one`s ever gonna hear ya
Like a game of Hide and Seek it`s all over if I see ya
`Cause you`re yellower than tinkle and you`ll be runnin` like diarrhea
[Chorus 8x]
