[Intro]
 Yea...vanillas' stand the world on a chair, yea!
 Vanilla 'll knock 'em down on their rear, yea!
 Vanilla 'll make 'em all stand up and cheer, yea!
 He's the vanilla! break, break, break down

[Verse 1]
 Sparklin' like a towerin' inferno
 You wanna' learn my songs, this ain't no journal
 It blemished my rhyme, because I'm drawin' the line
 Don't celebrate too soon, 'cause I'm goin' for mine
 Just a character in a made up cartoon
 Like witchel and hazel, boy, you're pushin' a broom
 So get a new life [bad word] equipped with the best
 Mark another one for ice, let the microphone rest
 Just listen to my groove, the beat is strong
 And i'll rock it now, I need a microphone
 I'm in the mood to dance, I'm in the mood to prance
 You tried me once but now you're takin' a chance
 Because I rock with flavor, hard as lifesaver
 You asked for dope, ha...that's what I gave ya'
 chance to go but now you move too slow
 My juice is pumped and I'm ready to go
 [bad word] ]
 Go...it's a party. [bad word] on...let's do this. [bad word] on..

[Verse 2]
 Real good...into a new phase, jumpin' up the airwaves
 And now you're amazed 'cause it's hip hop that you crave
 Becuase I'm hyped like an addict, there's no [bad word] involved
 The only thing I need is my record revolved
 [bad word]  strong, hard like a matador
 I saw my style, my soul, up on the dance floor
 I wanna' see ya' shake, shake and shiver
 You're a charity case, and ice is the giver
 I'm givin' you what you want but you're dumb and naive
 You can't cope with the dop ice has concieved
 Which is a dope jam, hotter than the third degree
 You tried my style but I burn you see
 I'm ice and I'm cold, I'm buildin' igloos of gold
 You wanna' bite my style, you gotta' have soul
 'cause a dope like this is not easy [bad word] by
 You don't buy it on, [bad word] out your hi-fi
 [bad word] ]
 It's a party. [bad word] on...'let's do this..

[Verse 3]
 You think it's funy to lack but I'm a brother to mack
 The 808 kickin' base from a dope [bad word] track
 I'm the coolest of cool, kickin' cools silly fools
 You r posse's takin' a dip and vanilla's the pool
 Get ready for my ritual, it's at its' peak
 Silly punks bow down 1st the lyricist speak
 [bad word] get slayed, my pockets get paid
 The girlie is jockin' it and just got laid
 See I'm the press you elect, keep the record erect
 In effect, [bad word]  ain't that what you expect?
 Earthquake is on the funk, my homie's not a punk
 Take you antique rhymes and self 'em as junk
 You see, we [bad word] front' and sellin' [bad word] and all that [bad word]  Fake caddies, mack daddies, ain't even legit
 So, get a beeper, you're a sleeper and you need to wake up
 So make the record transform so carwin vegas
 [bad word] ]
 It's a party. [bad word] on...let's do this..

[Outro]
 Do it! we don't need no music
 Cause all we wanna' do, is sing and dance and party down
 I'm the best, he's the vanilla
 [bad word] ]
 It's a party. [bad word] on...let's do this..