Unbreakable - Vanilla Ice

Unbreakable - Vanilla Ice

  • Year of release: 2000
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 3:09

Below is the lyrics of the song Unbreakable , artist - Vanilla Ice with translation

Lyrics " Unbreakable "

Original text with translation

Unbreakable

Vanilla Ice

Darkman

V-Ice

Trust me ain’t nothing nice

Hardcore

My dog’s unbreakable like dice

Hardcore

My dog’s unbreakable like dice

Hardcore

My dog’s unbreakable like dice

I’ve been in bloody pictures

Ill as Hitler back in Germany

Kid’s think they’re burning me

You really ain’t concerning me

King B hold a Mack 8 plus 3

And I draw rhymes fast as Zorro draw that Z

Draw guns — fast as white boys on TV

You can’t fuck with me!

Trapper conti

Warfare my clan specialize in putting cats in

Wheelchairs

Pack a .38 Snubnose name brand clothes

What’s money to my clan was death to my foes

That’s how it goes, My Niggas is gung-ho

God advocates sniping weak rappers with a crossbow

Stay on the low with a M-16 flow

In the Benz with a dime bitch, puffin hydro

I’m CEO you’re TKO, John Doe

My raps is like cheap keys straight from Mexico

Yo, I flow like a UFO, All-Pro

Rich kid, get my dick sucked in a Tahoe

When I hear a beat it’s like putting tims on my feet

Then run a track meet away from the beats, fuck police

I run the street with a Mack Milli for rappers who act silly

Cock it back, then smoke a Nigga like a Philly

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I draw my rhymes like a bow

Shoot 'em out like an arrow

Swooping on suckers like an eagle, not a sparrow

Walk a wide path, never ever walk it narrow

Step on stage with funky hip-hop apparel

Got the funky rhymes sometimes they leave you scared bro

It’s like looking down a shotgun barrel

Hardcore

Runs through my veins like cocaine

V-Ice, In your brains like bloodstains

Psycho!

When I step to the mic, bro

You know the Ice’ll do it right, what I’m saying is «Yo»

Suckers fronting what you wantin is for me to fade!

Thought I was outta here, I ain’t going away!

Back with the track, I keep my bank fat

You know I got the flavor for the funky format

You’re not giving up, the credit I seek

Darkman’s in the house he’s ready to creep

Now what you gonna do

When my boys are on you

You know a hard head makes for a soft shoe

Now crank it up for your passenger — LOUDER

Cause it’s the thrilla killa, I bring this hardcore hour

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