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  1. ahh yea on IPFilter Infriging on Bay Network Patent? · · Score: -1, Troll

    Oh yea baby, now you got it.

    Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!

    Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby

    All right stop, Collaborate and listen Ice is back with my brand new invention
    Something grabs a hold of me tightly Then I 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, Bum rush 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 way 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

    Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla

    Now that the party is jumping With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
    Quick to the point, to the point no faking I'm cooking MCs 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 ragtop 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
    That block was dead Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
    Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
    Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
    Reading for the chumps on the wall The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball"
    Gunshots ranged 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, You, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

    Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
    Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla

    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 Deshay revolves it.
    Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
    Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla

    Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to your mother!

    Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold
    Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold

  2. Re:And now for some music :) on Doom III Takes E3 Awards · · Score: -1, Redundant

    Oh yea baby, now you got it.

    Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!

    Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby

    All right stop, Collaborate and listen Ice is back with my brand new invention
    Something grabs a hold of me tightly Then I 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, Bum rush 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 way 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

    Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla

    Now that the party is jumping With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
    Quick to the point, to the point no faking I'm cooking MCs 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 ragtop 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
    That block was dead Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
    Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
    Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
    Reading for the chumps on the wall The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball"
    Gunshots ranged 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, You, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

    Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
    Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla

    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 Deshay revolves it.
    Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
    Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla

    Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to your mother!

    Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold
    Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold