alright, stop. collaborate and listen.
ice is back with my brand new invention.
something takes ahold of me tightly
something something daily and nightly
will it ever stop?
yo, i don’t know
turn off the lights
and i’ll glow

Completely apropos of absolutely nothing, that came into my head.

I REALLY HAVE NO FREAKIN’ IDEA AS TO WHY!

It’s not like I was listening to Queen’s Under Pressure, and just got that stolen sample stuck in my head. Nope. Was typing an e-mail, and it just started.

And what’s worse, is that this means that some small portion of my memory is being used to store the FUCKING LYRICS to shitty, early-90s, whiteboy rap.

WHY LORD, OH WHY?!

to the extreme
i rock a mic like a vandal
light up the stage and
wax a chump like a candle

My only hope is that by seeing these lyrics, Ice Ice Baby will get stuck in your, so that you too may suffer along with me.

HAHAHAHA! suffer, bitches!