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S'up homeboys and homegirls, Vanilla Ice is up in this.
I just popped in to say hi to mah boy, Wayne, cos I got's got something on my mind, so follow my flow, don't stop, just go. I've been wondering Wayne, whatever happened to you? You used to be my main man, you and me and the Icecream posse. I still remember all those nights when you were dead broke from yet another botched tattoo from that place off the strip you used to go to because you couldn't afford anything better. And who was it you'd come to money for? Yeah that's right: me. That Vanilla Ice money sure helped you out back then, didn't it? We were tighter than a drum you and me. I took you under my wing and gave you your first few gigs outside the outdoor impromptu boot vinyl sales you used to freestyle at trying to sell your mixtapes.
So now that you're a self-promoting bigshot and pretending you all up in the green, what are you doing? Blowing it on gear by the looks of it. The Icecream boyz haven't heard from you in years and I keep hearing about you getting sent to rehab. The last time you and me met up for a battle you were so off your dial you couldn't even hold the mic properly. I'm worried about you Wayne, I really am. No-one knows the downside of fame the way I do, and while you're still struggling in the middle ranks, imagine what it'll be like if you ever hit the true bigtime the way I did. People will be hatin' you left right and centre, so do you really think the drugs is going to help you out?
Don't be a fool, Wayne, coke is for losers, you know this. Remember what happened to Tupac? Bitch got so far up in debt his owners decided to pull in their losses and the poor schmuck has been rotting in landfill ever since. Do you wanna go out like this? Of course you don't. So Wayne, you know I'll always be there for you. If you have any outstanding debts I'll take care of them, but promise me this: when we hook up again and hit the underground clubs for unannounced battles to hone our skillz, make sure you're straight. Don't embarrass me like you did the last time.
- Vanilla Ice: Flowing like a harpoon, daily and nightly.
I just popped in to say hi to mah boy, Wayne, cos I got's got something on my mind, so follow my flow, don't stop, just go. I've been wondering Wayne, whatever happened to you? You used to be my main man, you and me and the Icecream posse. I still remember all those nights when you were dead broke from yet another botched tattoo from that place off the strip you used to go to because you couldn't afford anything better. And who was it you'd come to money for? Yeah that's right: me. That Vanilla Ice money sure helped you out back then, didn't it? We were tighter than a drum you and me. I took you under my wing and gave you your first few gigs outside the outdoor impromptu boot vinyl sales you used to freestyle at trying to sell your mixtapes.
So now that you're a self-promoting bigshot and pretending you all up in the green, what are you doing? Blowing it on gear by the looks of it. The Icecream boyz haven't heard from you in years and I keep hearing about you getting sent to rehab. The last time you and me met up for a battle you were so off your dial you couldn't even hold the mic properly. I'm worried about you Wayne, I really am. No-one knows the downside of fame the way I do, and while you're still struggling in the middle ranks, imagine what it'll be like if you ever hit the true bigtime the way I did. People will be hatin' you left right and centre, so do you really think the drugs is going to help you out?
Don't be a fool, Wayne, coke is for losers, you know this. Remember what happened to Tupac? Bitch got so far up in debt his owners decided to pull in their losses and the poor schmuck has been rotting in landfill ever since. Do you wanna go out like this? Of course you don't. So Wayne, you know I'll always be there for you. If you have any outstanding debts I'll take care of them, but promise me this: when we hook up again and hit the underground clubs for unannounced battles to hone our skillz, make sure you're straight. Don't embarrass me like you did the last time.
- Vanilla Ice: Flowing like a harpoon, daily and nightly.