Well its that time again where I have found the perfect song to share with you guys on this blog of mine. Lets delve into the song ice ice baby. And like the title says I will allow hate. I dont think i made this clear but I dont normaly allow hate but I'll make this one exception.
[Verse 1]
Alright 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 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 gangway
You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
1) no ice this is not a new invention. This type of music has been around for awhile now. I think people were already listening to this genre of music already. So yeah sorry to burst your bubble.
2) I dont know how well harpoons flow but I dont think they flow that well. And even if they did I really know if the harpoon comparison flys well in this song.
3) poisonus mushrooms can kill your brain and I think thats the only right thing in this song. Also I did not know that the word dope was used back then. This is a surprise.
Now I do not know what else to think about this verse because its just garble to me. Lets move onto verse 2.
[Verse 2]
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the Vegas are pumping
Quick to the point to the point no faking
I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you ain't 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 Beachfront Avenue
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Ready for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're full of eight ball
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 was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
1) Well from my reaserch Mc stands for master of ceremonies and I dont think those masters can be cooked like a pound of bacon.
2) Its rude when you don't stop to say hi to girls, especially since I think they were fans, just to go find hotter girls wearing less clothing.
3) I dont think he had a fancy car in his life while this song was popular. If he did then wow he got rich but I think he was just a one hit wonder. Never to be seen or heard from again.
4) why mention gunshots? Just why? That mught offend someone whis from bad neighborhoods. No one likes being in those bad neighborhoods. Also he has a gun?
That's verse 2 now lets move onto the final verse of this bad song.
[Verse 3]
Take heed cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami'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. 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 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 D-Shay revolves it
1) ice I dont think your a lyrical poet and even though I havent heard any other songs by you I really dont think your a "lyrical poet".
2) I dont think youf town created "all the bass" that is loud enough to shake and creat holes in the ground. That would be one loud and thumpin bass.
3) well music is like a drug to some people. I once read that some people have an addiction to music. Also if you have an addiction one sign is that you can not fall asleep without music on in the background. And also we now know the name of the DJ that is mentioned through out the song.
Well thats all for right now. Please leave a comment on what shes ng you would like me to do next! Until next time. -Al
