It is important to know, if you don't, that this "rapper" is about as hardcore as a music teacher at Wainuiomata. Take time and "savour", the lyrical "flavours" of Mr. Ice.Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
[Flow like a harpoon? Wax a chump like a candle? - JY]
Dance, bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
[Poisonous mushroom? - JY]
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking mcs like a pound of bacon
[Geez - JY]
Take heed, cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miamis on the scene just in case you didn't know it
Cause my styles like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
[His style is like a chemical spill, hey, he said it. Rhymes you can vision and feel? Such as: cooking like a pound of bacon - JY]
Keep my composure when its time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
[Don't kick your juice, man. Your mother will me MAD - JY]
Man -- let's get out of here! word to your mother!
[About the juice? What? - JY]
3 comments:
Hey, Mr Ice is pretty cool!
I like these lyrics, I sort of identify with what he's talking about.
God Bless,
Cardinal Richard (of +RBB)
New Vatican City, Wainuiomata
I think 'wax a chump like a candle' is actually pretty clever. See, on the street 'wax' is a synonym for kill. So he's threatening to kill someone as easily as snuffing out a candle - which is made of wax!
yeah, it sounds like someone just had a larger than normal gulp of hatorade the day he wrote this critique of these classic lyrics.
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