Living

Here it is a dope hit ice man comin' w/ a dope hit 
plus a few suckaz need thier throat slit
jealous cause i went multi platinum
now i'm gonna blast u in the head till
your dead wit my magnum
lyrics might be simplistic
but i'm no simp on the strip
cause i know how to pimp it 
now i got gripin' suckaz keep sinkin 
in my quik sand vanilla ice local hitman
got the number 3 in my crosses sittin on the roof top BUCK BUCK BUCK 
and ya fools drop
was a big f-FLOP FLOP
wasn't like your record cause it wasn't
hip HOP HOP
but this ain't a diss cause u sold gold
still i made a killin cause this ain't even a tenth of eleven million
givin the rhyme spice my dj's on the slice vanilla ice is back on the map with the wrath of the ice kid

no one will stop me (x 7)
CHORUS:
(becomes some what indecipherable, any help here is appreciated)
why they gotta stress on my living con-dition, my living condition
why they gotta stress on my living con-dition

ech on the sketch on the ground like an artitech now whatch your back son u might lose yo neck
pound for pound i rock the ground I stand on I rock records every record at
random! 
flyin heads as their heads get shooled
thoughts and hot speakers get ripped and torn to my tune, huh
i'm wicked as a witch on a broomstick
i smash bricks w/ one lick!

CHORUS:
(becomes some what indecipherable again)
why they gotta stress on my living con-dition, my living condition 
no way they gonna stress up on my living condition

no one will stop me (continues thru song) 

you don't get a second chance
causing tremors i make w/ the skills i have
call the cops the parametics the man's down tried to rob my shit so i broke him down my tongue snapped and cracked like a bullwhip and u ain't nuttin but my ticki-ticki target
and as i walk thru the valley of sins
i walk with all u my friends