Vanilla Ice - Hit 'Em Hard

[Chorus x3:] Hit 'em hard Ice Hit 'em hard Ice Hit 'em hard Ice Hit 'em hard [Verse 1] Here comes the lyrical breakdown Move out the way punk, and take a seat clown It's the Ice Man slicin', Dicin' Hittin' like Tyson So listen to the rhythm I givin' 'em My lyrics got the impact of a Mac truck when I'm sendin' 'em Yo, My funky rhymes flow Kickin it like psycho And I'm exploding like nitro-glis Coming like a hurricane bliss Straight sacking the track like a quarterback My man Zero is back with a killer slice I'm blowin' up the mic Ya damn right, Vanilla Ice With twice the punch I put the crunch on Marky And take the funky out of his bunch I hit the home run You got to third base, son I'm in first place Take a seat clown for the beatdown [Chorus] [Verse 2] Uh, tonight's the night of the big fight With the mic in my hand I got the grip tights Ready to swing it like a Louisville slugger Right at the head of a sucka Crack home run How did it feel to have the mic hit ya dome, Son? Uh! I tried to make your head ring like a church bell I put it on ya hard I'll make ya hurt well 'cause you fell into my booby traps No more good vibrations I'm tired of your boots raps So I eat ya like scooby snacks An maybe roll you like a zig zag Or smoke you like a hootie mac You did what I did So you're gonna lose kid Cause to me you're still a new kid on the block Get off my jock, Get off my diznok Before you get dropped for the beatdown [Chorus] [Verse 3] Yeah, this is the last verse Should I say the last round And its time I knock out another class clown Sit down and take notes As Vanilla kicks ballistics with dope lyrics Oh what a pity, though Cause ya had to spend three million dollars on your video It was video and I can admit that All that money's wasted cause your song's wack I make stuff to make the people gather An' let 'em see us in a pit I want to slam dance with ya, Hammer Now can I kick it, of course I can yo, you will get burned out, then turned out I'm gonna keep comin strong, song after song Ya thought I'd fade, well ya did wrong I'm the imperial threat for this sound fools Ha Ha, here comes the lyrical beatdown [Chorus]