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Hard To Swallow


Artist: Vanilla Ice
Genres: Pop
Total songs: 8
Year: 1998

Prozac Lyrics - Hard To Swallow - Vanilla Ice

Stop as I drop this bomb 

Blow up this place like another Vietnam 

I'm heavy like a Holyfield blow to the dome 

Back up son now give me room, give me room 

 

I set it off like this, don't give it up 

I'm all up in you till you just can't get enough 

I'm real hard to the bone you want more 

I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door 

 

Phat flavor for your brain you know the time 

So check the wrath it's for real 'cause I'm gonna get mine 

I roll up on you like Eastwood 

I'm blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your neighborhood 

 

I spreads butter like Parkay 

Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay 

Do what you feel and check the skill 

I'm in your grill, peep this I got the raw deal 

 

And in your Jeep Cherokee or Land Cruiser 

Rollin' through the hood I know you're gonna use a 

Track like this all up in your eardrum 

So pump the E.Q. and let the speakers hum 

 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

 

Go and check it I think it's time to wreck it 

Here I come again with my stuff, so let's test it 

I'm cool like the ice, or Vanilla, hear my flavor 

Freezin' up the mic, I hit you with somethin' you can savor 

 

No slippin', no stonin', I am gettin' to the point 

So hit the mad ism and light another joint 

The easy like stylist with a kick when I'm kicking 

No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a good grip in 

 

Get with a style I be using, and there's no dissin' 

And here's a quick lesson I carry a Smith and Wesson 

Listen up close and there'll be no confusion 

Now you're addicted to mentally abusing 

 

Word to the mother I'm here to tear it up 

And if you can't get with it, I don't give a fuck 

So run to your crew and tell them I am here 

This here is for the people, yo [Incomprehensible] 

 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

 

Oh yeah 

Oh yeah 

 

It's the funky rhyme killer, the dope song thriller 

Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya 

Funky rhyme killer, the dope song thriller 

Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya 

Funky rhyme killer, the dope song thriller 

Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya 

 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

We gets crazy like Prozac 

Hype enough to start a party and illy has a heart attack 

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