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BEACHFRONT AVE>
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving lamborghinis
Jealous ’cause I’m out geting mine
Shay with a gauge and vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they’re so full of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine -- all I heard were 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, you, 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

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OK.... I am cut off :drink:

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WoW I got out of my bed to see this :D :drink:

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You're right :D :drink:

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yo, stop.... really, stop..... :D :evilb:

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Put down the crack pipe and step away from the computer.

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To the extreme I rock the mike like a vandal
light up the stage and wax a chump like a candle!!!!!!!!!

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Oh yeah my yaching friend,

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Dance go rush to 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 gain weight
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 :evilb: :evilb:

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Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and 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 Beachfront Avenue
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
Gunshots rang out like a bell
I grabbed my nine all I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car slammed on the gas
Bumpet 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

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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 that 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 DJs 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 Shay revolves it

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:rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes:

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I love it! Brings back lots of memories from "back in the day"! :D :D :D

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Crack kills, but you gotta die of something!!! :D :D

Robert Van Winkle; I would go by ICE too

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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Miami, uh, uh
Southbeach, bringin the heat, uh
Haha, can y'all feel that
Can y'all feel that
Jig it out, uh

Here I am in the place where I come let go
Miami the base and the sunset glow
Everyday like a mardi gras, everybody party all day
No work all play, okay
So we sip a little something, lay to rest the spill
Me an Charlie at the bar runnin up a high bill
Nothin less than ill, when we dress to kill
Everytime the ladies pass, they be like (Hi Will)
Can y'all feel me, all ages and races
Real sweet faces
Every different nation, Spanish, Hatian, Indian, Jamaican
Black, White, Cuban, and Asian
I only came for two days of playing
But everytime I come I always wind up stayin
This the type of town I could spend a few days in
Miami the city that keeps the roof blazin

Chorus:

Party in the city where the heat is on
All night, on the beach till the break of dawn
Welcome to Miami
Buenvenidos a Miami
Bouncin in the club where the heat is on
All night, on the beach till the break of dawn
I'm goin to Miami
Welcome to Miami


Yo I heard the rainstorms ain't nothin to mess with
But I can't feel a drip on the strip, it's a trip
Ladies half-dressed, fully equipped
And they be screamin out, (Will we loved your last hit)
So I'm thinkin I'ma scoot me somethin hot
In this south-sea merengue melting pot
Hottest club in the city, and it's right on the beach
Temperature get to ya, it's about to reach
Five-hundred degrees
In the carribean seas, with the hot mommies
Screamin (Aii poppy)
Everytime I come to town, they be spottin me
In the drop Bentley, ain't no stoppin me
So, cash in your door
We flow to this fashion show
Pound for pound anywhere you go
Yo, ain't no city in the world like this
An if you ask how I know I gots ta feed the film

Chorus


Don't get me wrong, Shytown got it goin on
An New York is the city that we know don't sleep
An we all know that L.A. and Philly stay jiggy
But on the sneak, Miami bringin heat for real
Y'all don't understand
I never seen so many Dominican women with cinnimon tans
Mierda, this is the plan
Take a walk on the beach, draw a heart in the sand
Gimmie your hand
Damn, you look sexy
Let's go to my yacht, in the West Keys
Ride my jetskis, loungin in the palm trees
Cause you gotta have cheese for the summerhouse piece on southbeach
Water so clear, you can see to the bottom
Hundred-thousand dollar cars, e'ybody got em
Ain't no surprise in the club to see Sly, Stallone
Miami, my second home

Chorus

Another fav, but not as old school.

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:cool: :drink: :D :D Love it.

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fresh prince... gotta love it...

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Summer, summer, summertime
Time to sit back and unwind


Here it is the groove slightly transformed
Just a bit of a break from the norm
Just a little somethin’ to break the monotony
Of all that hardcore dance that has gotten to be
A little bit out of control it’s cool to dance
But what about the groove that soothes that moves romance
Give me a soft subtle mix
And if ain’t broke then don’t try to fix it
And think of the summers of the past
Adjust the base and let the alpine blast
Pop in my cd and let me run a rhyme
And put your car on cruise and lay back cause this is summertime

Chorus


School is out and it’s a sort of a buzz
A back then I didn’t really know what it was
But now I see what have of this
The way that people respond to summer madness
The weather is hot and girls are dressing less
And checking out the fellas to tell ’em who’s best
Riding around in your jeep or your benzos
Or in your nissan stting on lorenzos
Back in philly we be ou in the park
A place called the plateau is where everybody goes
Guys out hunting and girls doing likewise
Honking at the honey in front of you with the light eyes
She turn around to see what you beeping at
It’s like the summers a natural afradesiac
And with a pen and pad I compose this rhyme
To hit you and get you equipped for the summer time

Chorus

It’s late in the day and I ain’t been on the court yet
Hustle to the mall to get me a short set
Yeah I got on sneaks but I need a new pair
Cause basketball courts in the summer got girls there
The temperature’s about 88
Hop in the water plug just for old times sake
Break to ya crib change your clothes once more
Cause you’re invited to a barbeque that’s starting at 4
Sitting with your friends cause y’all remincise
About the days growing up and the first person you kiss
And as I think back makes me wonder how
The smell from a grill could spark up nostalgia
All the kids playing out front
Little boys messin round with the girls playing double-dutch
While the dj’s spinning a tune as the old folks dance at your family
Reunion
Then six o’clock rolls around
You just finished wiping your car down
It’s time to cruise so you head to the summertime hangout
It looks like a {boat} show
Everybody come lookin real fine
Fresh from the barber shop or fly from the beauty salon
Every moment frontin and maxin
Chillin in the {boat} they spent all day waxin
Leanin to the side but you can’t spead through
Two miles an hour so everybody sees you
There’s an air of love and of happiness
And this is the fresh prince’s new defintion of summer madness

Chorus

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Oh for CRYING out LOUD!

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heh heh heh :evilb:

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man . . .i sure hope you guys didnt type that stuff out from memory :rolleyes: :p :drink:

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this from a guy that keeps the fat boys "whipe out" on permant loop

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:evilb:

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Ice in his Pantera!!

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Sean H ,You must be a rapper on the side .

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That explains it :eek: :D Just kidding .


You can tell its winter :D

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i would of figured ice was more an active thunder guy... :D

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i am whiter than ice... :D

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Maybe "Apache"?? :D

Miami Herald

July 28, 1991

VANILLA ICE WINS POWERBOAT RACE

JORDAN BRESSLER - Herald Writer




Saturday afternoon's running of the first Fort Apache- Hooligans Offshore Grand Prix of Miami had just about everything: calm waters, splashing speed and a victory for a famous rapper in his first time behind a powerboat wheel.

Star Island resident Robert Van Winkle, otherwise known as Vanilla Ice, drove the 48-foot Apache Express, which won the Local II division, one of seven classes contested in the American Powerboat Racing Association-sanctioned event. The race was run on a 15-mile oval course parallel to the coastline between Government Cut to the south and Haulover Cut to the north.

"I felt the need for speed," said Ice, who flew in from Panama, where he had a concert Friday night. Ice had virtually no experience piloting a powerboat before Saturday, save a late- night training session in darkness early last week.

Ice, along with navigator Jay Castline and throttleman Philip Feldman, piloted the 3,000-horsepower craft to speeds of up to 130 miles per hour on their way to taking the checkered flag in the two-hour race.

The top finish in the offshore "D" class, the largest of the four national racing divisions, was recorded by the 32-foot Chill Out, owned and throttled by Miami-based racer Fernando Morales and crewed by driver Humberto Rodriguez and navigator Pedro Garcia.

"The water was flat for the whole race," Morales said. "We were running good from the start, and (the followers) couldn't get to me."

The most-contested division, the "C" class, was won by 31- year powerboating veteran Alex Schwencke, who, along with former hydroplane star, driver Bob Doerr, piloted the 30-foot Trinton named Enterprise over eight other challengers. Enterprise led for three of the five laps, and held off a late challenge by The Forge, a Miami-based Skater, which finished a close second.

Results

The top finishers (place, boat name, size and type, owner and crew, home port):

Stock: 1. Sundance Skater, 24-foot Skater, Robert Loeffler, Jim Bistline, Boca Raton; 2. Violator, 25-foot Warlock, Steve Dorozewski, Tim Steiner, Naples, Florida; 3. Conch Attack, 25-foot Motion, Craig and Scott Cates, Key West. D-Class: 1. Chill Out, 32-foot Scorpion, Fernando Morales, Humberto Rodriguez, Pedro Garcia, Miami; 2. Panama Jack, 37-foot Talon, Terry Hill, Joe Sorrentino, Fort Myers; 3. Caloosa Isle, 30-foot Chris Craft, James Carroll, Gary Leonhard, Ken Stead, Fort Myers. C-Class: 1. Enterprise, 30-foot Trinton, Alex Schwencke, Robert Doerr, Fort Lauderdale; 2. The Forge, 24-foot Skater, Shareef Malnik, Phil Lipschutz, Miami; 3. Marine Machine, 32-foot Midnight Express, Brett May, Pedro Medina, Jesus Asqueri, Opa Locka. B-Class: 1. Too Intense, 27-foot Magnum, Robert Wohl, Scott Mander, Lee Baker, Miami; 2. Team Scarab, 31-foot Scarab, Jim Gregg, Chris Nichols, Allan Buitenwert, Sarasota; 3. Runnin' Wild, 33-foot Sutphen, John Kiely, Ray Hanke, Barry Spielfogel, Colts Neck, New Jersey. Local II: 1. Apache Express, 48-foot Express Cat, Philip Feldman, Jay Castline, Robert Van Winkle, Juan Almeida, Golden Beach; 2. Hooligan's, 38-foot Cougar, Ugo Columbo, Jeff Soffer, North Miami. Local I: 1. Slippery When Wet, 21-foot Donzi, Bob Christie, Troy Hamilton, Orlando; 2. No Name, 28-foot Baja, Sammy Archer, Joe Pasuit, Coconut Creek; 3. Condor, 25-foot, John Kross (Athlete's Foot), Hollywood.

{Found this article on a previous OSO thread.}

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figures.. :rolleyes: :cool: :evilb:

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manilla ice, he's a lover of man chowder...L7

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Too funny of a post. Back in the early to mid nineties I worked for a guy in south Florida running an amateur motocross team. "Ice" was around at lots of local races. He` actually was a decent rider and pretty cool. We did rag on him once with the use of the "song" blasting out of the speakers of the race trailer coupled with the goofy dance and he took it very well. He came up to our pits and laughed and joked. I recall his comment that "that song probably earned him more than we were gonna make combined in the next 10 years". Do the south Florida folks see he around the waters/ What kinda boater is he?

WORD TO YA MOTHA:cool:

Beachfront Avenue :p

wow, wake up and it's 1987 :eek:

Yo:p

hahahahahahah what a great thread! :drink: :drink:

check check..check it out
I'm on the mic
with this nasal tone
I must be white
my rhymes
they suck
there really
really fukced
so right about now
I'll shut the fukc up

this is some good chit. you guys rock.

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