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Written by vanilla ice, zero, tha hit men. Produced by vanilla ice & zero. Published by ice baby music, inc. , dj zero music, inc. , bmi. Background vocals (rap) by vanilla ice. Mix by vanilla
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Written by vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero. Produced by vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero. Published by ice baby music, inc. , dj zero music, inc. ,. Oliver and cooley music publishing, bmi. Vocals
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Written by Vanilla Ice, Tha Hit Men, Zero. Produced by Vanilla Ice, Tha Hit Men, Zero. Published by Ice Baby Music, Inc. , dj Zero Music, Inc. ,. Oliver and Cooley Music Publishing, bmi. Talkbox
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The chef prepares a special menu. For your delight, oh my. Tonight you fly so high up. In the vanilla sky Your life is fine, it's sweet and sour. Unbearable great, you've got to learn. You gotta
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tiThe Chronicles of Life and Dea. arGood Charlotte. alThe Chronicles of Life and Dea. offset700. The Chronicles Of Life And Death. Good Charlotte. You come in cold. You're covered in blood. They're
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, I don't want you there. But you come and you go, like a millionaire. You take a walk right across my soul. You're in control and everybody down here knows You're the life and the death of the party
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I'm in love with you. And it's crushing my heart. All I want is you. To take me into your arms. . When love and death embrace. . I love you. And you're crushing my heart. I need you. Please
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I'm in love with you. And it's crushing my heart. All I want is you. To take me into your arms. . When love and death embrace. . I love you. And you're crushing my heart. I need you. Please
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Get Loose. Vanilla Ice is here with the juice. No use for steppin' so give the bass a boost. Produced by the 3 man crew. Not a deuce just a hit man. Keepin' rappers necks in a noose. I'm gettin
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de moi comme ca. Toi et moi, mon soldat. Vanilla chocolat. Verse 3 Connect-R. Uh, yeah, she's a little bit loco. And I'm made of choco. On skin like coco. La femme feminine. Elle est fine comme un
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Bài hát Bruises - Love and Death. Hearing voices in your head. Hurting bruises spoken through their mouths again. Every letter breaks the skin. One by one the bruises find their way back in. They
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I will take your final breath. And I will be your last regret. Cold blood runs in my blackened heart. Tearing every soul apart Messenger of death wields the scythe. Of man's damnation. Messenger
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I will take your final breath. And I will be your last regret. Cold blood runs in my blackened heart. Tearing every soul apart Messenger of death wields the scythe. Of man's damnation. Messenger
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with my magnum lyrics Might be simplistic but I'm no gimp. On the strength 'cuz I know how to pimp it. Now I got grip and suckers keep sinkin' in my quicksand. Vanilla Ice vocal hit man Got the number
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Saatana!vittu!perkele! Welcome to my world of death and pain. Oh it drives you so insane. I am no blast from the past. Because I'm death and I'm everlast I'm the future breed, evil and mean. A
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I need a woman that's sexy. Straight up and erotic. I gotta have her. Yes a beautiful *** goddess. The kind of girl who rocks my world. Doin' those crzy things. With whipped cream an' ice cream
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The stars lean down to kiss you, . And I lie awake I miss you, . Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere. . Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly, . But I'll miss your arms around me . I'll send a
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power. When I step to the mic - bro. Vanilla Ice does it right. And what I'm sayin' is - Yo!. Ya suckers frontin' what ya wantin' is for me to fade. Thought I was outta here fools,. I ain't goin
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. Been calling out to me?. I seem to spend my whole life running. From people who could be. The death of you and me. 'Cause I can feel the storm clouds sucking up my soul. High tide. Life is getting
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I can give you, you can give me something, everything. You are with me, I am with you always, join me in Love and death, love and death. Don't you mess, don't you mess with my heart. Love and
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Song Death Is Certain - Iggy Pop. Death is the best, better than all the rest. On the dutiful lies in the rock paradise. Losses and wear and the texture of age. Adds a truth to the heart and a light
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Bài hát Vanilla Twilight(Album Version) - Owl City. Stars lean down to kiss you. And I lie awake and miss you. Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere. Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly. But I'll miss
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(Vanilla Ice, Earthquake). . Play that funky music. Play that funky music, white boy. Play that funky music. Play that funky music, white boy. . I'm back and I'm ringin' the bell. A rockin
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need, death alley driver One hundred twenty-five smokin' on the turns. Always on the hit and run but you never learn. Runnin' from the man and you're runnin' from yourself. Another dirty angel headin
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you hear about the money, how it made me change?. So funny to me, all the time that they waste. Did you hear the one about me giving a *?. 'Cause if I ever did I don't remember it. You can be me and I
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Vanilla here's the flava. Freezin' up tha mic to hit ya with, so you can savor No slippin' nor stonin' gettin' straight to tha poinst. Hit tha mad izm and light another joint. Tha easy like style is what
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Death was everywhere. In the air and in the sounds. Coming off the mounds of Bolton's Ridge. Ooh, death's anchorage When you rolled a smoke or told a joke. It was in the laughter and drinking
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My death is like. A swinging door. A patient girl who knows the score. Whistle for her. And the passing time My death waits like. A bible truth. At the funeral of my youth. Weep loud for that
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My death is like. A swinging door. A patient girl who knows the score. Whistle for her. And the passing time My death waits like. A bible truth. At the funeral of my youth. Weep loud for that
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(lyrics - hanneman; music - hanneman). . Metal and men clash once more to the end. Warriors above with the power to kill descend. Militia of blood troops of hate march to die. Soldiers of hell
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Please sleep, my darlin', sleep. Your death by information. Won't disturb the peace on distant stars And even when you lock the doors. And slide behind the unlit shades. None of us saw strangers
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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
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On your back look on to me. You'll see genocide. Face from death more than insane. Profane pleading cries. Watch you die inside watch you die. God send death and misery. Preach no love of ministry
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(Vanilla Ice, K. Sharp). . Girl, I keep thinkin' of how I feel. When I'm in your arms gives me a chill. Just knowin' that you want me by your side. Mellows my mind and enhances my pride. Girl
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London, England, consider yourselves warned. . Repeat after me. Death sentence heritage. Repeat after me. Death camp palace. . Repeat after me. Royal Khymer Rouge. Repeat after me
