Ice King Ringtones

Sensei! Good mornin'! Yes? Go get the water, bring it to me please Thank you Ah, of course! Of course! Everything is gorgeous today I'm sittin' on the highest mountain Watchin' over seas Mind is the frozen one The cold will make you bleed Bitch I'm sittin' on the highest mountain watchin' over seas Mind is the frozen one, the cold will make you bleed (Bitch!) If you come across it, you should turn around and leave Cause if you sail through it, you goin' to die because you weak I'm sittin' on the highest mountain watchin' over seas Mind is the frozen one, the cold will make you bleed If you come across it, you should turn around and leave Cause if you sail through it, you goin' to die because you weak I'm sittin' on the highest mountain Watchin' over seas Mind is the frozen one The cold will make you bleed I'm sittin' on the highest mountain watchin' over seas Mind is the frozen one, the cold will make you bleed If you come across it, you should turn around and leave Cause if you sail through it, you goin' to die because you weak I'm sittin' on the highest mountain watchin' over seas Mind is the frozen one, the cold will make you bleed If you come across it, you should turn around and leave Cause if you sail through it, you goin' to die because you weak I'm sittin' on the highest mountain Watchin' over seas Mind is the frozen one The cold will make you bleed Bitch

Your every kiss, your every touch I got blood on my hands, I ain't gon' lie I got mud on my shoes, I ain't gon' lie I got real, real big plans, I ain't gon' lie I got a whole lot to prove, I ain't gon' lie I got blood on my hands, I ain't gon' lie I got mud on my shoes, I ain't gon' lie I got real, real big plans, I ain't gon' lie I got a whole lot to prove Uh, sip from the bottle for shit that we bottlin' in Goin' live but we not on the 'Gram It's the land of supply and demand All my young niggas choppin' up grams And them choppas, won't pry from they hands Packin' lead like they got a exam If it's beef, my nigga look just like home wreckers They got they eye on your mans I pray to God it'll jam Too many done died in these parts So we gotta be smart if we tryna see August Some niggas won't make it past summer, regardless I'm tryin' my hardest to stack my deposits These niggas be lookin' at me like I got it Deep down inside, though, I still feel as broke As that nigga who just graduated from college Scrapin' up change that got left in my pockets I'm tryna make nickels turn into a dollar Ridin' the train, way too shy to go holler Just watch her get off at her stop, I'm a coward Fuck it, though, you got a way bigger target I'ma do it so big, they don't know what to call it Sound like a whole Lambo' truck in my stomach Bitch, I ain't hungry, this feeling is starving Gotta move momma from out them apartments Gotta put 'Ville on the map, we forgotten Gotta hit hoes, you hang up at your locker Gotta get rich 'cause my granny pick cotton Got make hits, 'cause if nothin', I'm floppin' Gotta stay me in the process Nigga dissed me, it was nonsense I sat him down like his father My nigga asked, "Why you bother?" We should caught him and mobbed him I said, "We gotta move smarter" Don't wan' be the reason for one more sad song I tried to warn niggas they wouldn't last long I hope that you see how they came and they went They shots never hit but they made their attempts May have a good year like their name on a blimp But you know what it take to be poppin' this long Dedication on another level niggas never seen in they life Celebratin' all your first downs like they touchdowns, bring a price Young Simba had a buss down, yeah, the Lion King on ice Niggas wanted me to look the part, had to stop takin' advice Put the jewelry to the side, had to find me, had to find God Half the time we be pacifyin' what they expect from us But that's treacherous, that shows less of us I need y'all to see every part of me, every scar and every artery Every story that I can recall, then I can fall I got blood on my hands, I ain't gon' lie I got mud on my shoes, I ain't gon' lie I got real, real big plans, I ain't gon' lie I got a whole lot to prove, I ain't gon' lie I got blood on my hands, I ain't gon' lie I got mud on my shoes, I ain't gon' lie I got real, real big plans, I ain't gon' lie I got a whole lot to prove, I ain't gon' lie Lately, I reflect, on the times a nigga was low I got it up off the floor, I'm stronger than ever before I'm stronger than ever before, just like I planned to be They wanna see me fold, it ain't no thang to me Thoughts when I was broke, "If only I could be" Pockets holdin' hope, it ain't no thang to me At night, I hit my knees, I pray for better days Then found the better me, I got my head on straight Up, up and away Just ridin' my wave, I ain't ever gon' say nothin' Niggas throw a shot my way, I just jot down names Ain't never gon' say nothin' Know you been stressin', hate only block your blessin' I'm never gon' say nothin' Quit all that flexin', niggas live check to check I'm never gon' say nothin', know that it's destined

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 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 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 gang 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 and the Vega's are pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point, no faking Cooking MC's like a pound of bacon Burning 'em, if you ain't quick and nimble I go crazy when I hear a cymbal And a high hat with a souped up tempo I'm on a roll, 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 Beach Front 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 are acting ill because they're full of eight ball Gunshots rang out like a bell I grabbed my nine all I heard was 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 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 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 DJ's 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 Ice, Ice, baby Vanilla Ice, Ice, baby Vanilla Ice, Ice, baby Vanilla Ice, Ice, baby Vanilla Ice 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