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Face the music, then I'm right behind
With a posse, a mic, and a funky rhyme
It doesn't take a lot of time for me to climb
When I'm going for mine, I'm like a monkey on a vine.
Goin' up a scale and I will prevail
Sharper than the point on the tip of a nail
Movin' with the speed of a thief on the run
My mic is my gun my posse's the one
Ready for fun but also for static
Anything breaks and they're going automatic
I've had it with suckas who try to get paid
Sayin' they're teaching but not making
The grade--they're played.
I'm the teacher, man, you're the student
Close your ears if you feel you're prudent
And can't deal with the lyrics I'm steppin' with
But they're the lines the people are gettin' with
A lessen well taught, here's some more advice
I don't sweat it on the mic
'Cause I'm Cool as Ice

- Vanilla Ice