[Izzy Ice]
Once upon a time in the streets of the ghetto
Lived a little old lady with the grand baby hello
It`s me, here I am, where I am, there I am
Never knew that soon I was to be the man that I am
I wrote rhymes with my cart and a cap
In junior high, indeed he became Super Fly
Went into high school, soon it became my school
The girls would sweat but couldn`t get me so I drooled
Cause I`m the Golden Child and I have a golden
Stylistic, ??? mystic I`m sophistic with the style
Writing rhymes every day so I could battle
The bums, making em run like cattle, cause down so I can elaborate
On who I am to be in the future
??? has seen more pipes than Roto-Rooter
You get smoked like Camels til you shine like enamel
Leave your head spinning like Dorothy Hamill
Ask the panel, they hide under flannel cause this man will
Dismantle a crew at a candle or two, for Mr. All That
Each verse I construct is a bomb
I`m as calm as Vietnam, my rhymes are fat as Dom
Delauise, oh ??? I wanna kick it
Don`t wanna wait to the Midnight Hour to kick it like Wilson Pickett
Cause I sweats no one, oh did you realize
But I have more moves than a shogun
Warrior, I`m sorry you didn`t understand
Younger man as I result I`m flooring ya
My rhymes hit like a car crash
Stand clear when the man`s here, with your lard ass
With my Jordache, who gets more cash?
I`m large as an oak tree, you wanna approach me?
Now isn`t that cuuuuute!
Not really, I`m sleeping on your rhymes like a silly
Pasta peanut can rock the beat is essential
I make so much music my acapellas are instrumentals
And could you please shut your jawing
Or as your leaving could you please shut that door behind you?
And don`t come back
Unless you`re ready to be trashed by Mr. All That
Now Mr. All That is just a title that I`ve earned
We can reconcile after for the fact cause I be wrecking while speaking
So don`t try to distinguish my language
Cause since you`re just a sandwich, I`d rather eat a Manwich
Or a meal, I think it`s time to peel
Cause I heard it through the grapevine
That someone tried to take my reel-to-reel
I got the hand that rocks the cradle, that`s my label it`s fatal
You don`t belive me? Well wait a little bit
So I can do it at my own pace
Hey there`s so little comp I gotta climb up in my own face
Now isn`t that a shame that I man I call Dames
A lame people give him credit but that`s game
My rhymes have thiacin, nutrients also vitamins
Protiens, carbohydrates, I can`t forget the niacins
Take a dosage of my rhymes if you`re weary
If you`re sick just sit and I`ll pull out my dic-
-tionary, cause I forgot the name of the medicine
I usually have an MC a la king with lettuce and
Tomatos and potatoes on the side but it gets me fat
And you gotta be swift to be Mister Aaaaaaallll That
And you don`t stop, keep off
