Prozac
Vanilla Ice Lyrics


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[Verse 1]
Stop as I drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another vietnam
I'm heavy like a holyfield blow to the dome
Back up son, now give me room, give me room
I set it off like this, don't give it up (uh)
I'm all up in you till you just can't get enough
I'm real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath it's for real cause I'm gonna get mine
I roll up on you like eastwood
I'm blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like parkay
Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
I'm in your grill, peep this - I got the raw deal
And in your jeep cherokee or land cruiser
When you're rolling through the hood I know you're gonna use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So pump the e.q. and let the speakers hum

[Chorus]
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack

[Verse 2]
Go and check it I think it's time to wreck it
Here I come again with my stuff, so let's test it
I'm cool like the ice, or vanilla, hear my flavor
Freezin up the mic, I hit you with somethin you can savor
No slippin, no stonin, I am gettin to the point
So hit the mad ism and light another joint
The easy like stylist with a kick when I'm kicking
No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a good grip in
Get with a style I be using, and there's no dissin
And here's a quick lesson - I carry a smith and wesson
Listen up close and there'll be no confusion
Now you're addicted to mentally abusing
Word to the mother I'm hear to tear it up
And if you can't get with it, I don't give a fuck
So run to your crew and tell them I am hear
This here is for the people

[Chorus]

It's the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya
It's the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya
It's the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Vanilla Ice's song "Prozac" refer to the rapper's skill and prowess in the world of hip-hop, as well as his ability to hype up a party or crowd with his music. The opening verse compares his impact on the music industry to that of war, likening his style to an explosive bomb that is sure to blow up any place it enters. He asserts his dominance and power within the genre, proclaiming his hard edge and ability to surprise and sneak up on his listeners with his delivery.


The chorus of the song refers to the high energy levels that Vanilla Ice brings to his music and performances, comparing it to the effects of the anti-depressant medication Prozac. He asserts that he is capable of starting a party and inciting a frenzied excitement in his audience that is comparable to a heart attack. The second verse builds on this theme, with Vanilla Ice boasting of his style and skill, likening himself to ice or vanilla with his cool, smooth rhymes. He encourages listeners to get into the groove and enjoy his music to the fullest, while warning any would-be detractors to back off before they get hurt.


Overall, the lyrics of "Prozac" showcase Vanilla Ice's confidence, boldness, and energy as a rapper, while also referencing larger themes of power and dominance within the hip-hop genre.


Line by Line Meaning

Stop as I drop this bomb
I'm about to start my rap and grab everyone's attention


Blow up this place like another vietnam
I will make a big impact with my music like the Vietnam war


I'm heavy like a holyfield blow to the dome
My rhymes hit hard and pack a punch like being hit by Evander Holyfield


Back up son, now give me room, give me room
I need some space to perform and show off my skills


I set it off like this, don't give it up (uh)
I'm starting my flow and won't stop until the end


I'm all up in you till you just can't get enough
My music will get inside your head and you won't be able to get enough


I'm real hard to the bone you want more
My music is tough and leaves you wanting more


I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
My music catches you by surprise and hits you hard


Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
My music is fresh and exciting and you know it's time to get hype


So check the wrath it's for real cause I'm gonna get mine
Be ready for my intense lyrics because I'm going to succeed


I roll up on you like eastwood
I approach with confidence and power like Clint Eastwood


I'm blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your neighborhood
My music is so loud that it's heard throughout the neighborhood


I spreads butter like parkay
My music flows smoothly and effortlessly


Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay
My music is always smooth, even when I'm taking a break


Do what you feel and check the skill
Enjoy the music and appreciate my talent at the same time


I'm in your grill, peep this - I got the raw deal
I'm in your face, listen closely because I have the real deal


And in your jeep cherokee or land cruiser
You can listen to my music in any car


When you're rolling through the hood I know you're gonna use a
When you're driving through the neighborhood, you'll definitely want to listen to my music


Track like this all up in your eardrum
This song is going to be stuck in your head for a while


So pump the e.q. and let the speakers hum
Turn up the volume and feel the music vibe


We gets crazy like prozac
Our music is so hyped up that it's like taking Prozac, a medication used to treat depression and anxiety


Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
Our music is so energetic and exciting that it could literally get your heart racing


Go and check it I think it's time to wreck it
Listen closely, I'm about to rock it


I'm cool like the ice, or vanilla, hear my flavor
My style is unique and fresh


Freezin up the mic, I hit you with somethin you can savor
I'm killing it with my rhymes and giving you something to enjoy


No slippin, no stonin, I am gettin to the point
I'm not wasting time, I'm getting straight to the point


So hit the mad ism and light another joint
Smoke some weed if that's your thing and enjoy the music


The easy like stylist with a kick when I'm kicking
My flow is smooth but still packs a punch


No tripping, I'm hitting, so get a good grip in
Don't miss a beat, my music will keep you on your toes


Get with a style I be using, and there's no dissin
Appreciate my unique style and don't criticize it


And here's a quick lesson - I carry a smith and wesson
Don't mess with me, I'm not afraid to use a gun


Listen up close and there'll be no confusion
Pay close attention and everything will make sense


Now you're addicted to mentally abusing
You can't get enough of my music and it's mentally consuming you


Word to the mother I'm hear to tear it up
I'm here to make a big impact and leave my mark on the music scene


And if you can't get with it, I don't give a fuck
If you don't like my music, I don't care


So run to your crew and tell them I am hear
Let everyone know that I'm here and ready to perform


This here is for the people
My music is for everyone to enjoy and appreciate


It's the funky rhyme killer
I kill it with my rhymes and flow


The dope song thriller
My music is addictively thrilling


Get your ass back, before you get caps in ya
Don't mess with me, or you'll get shot




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: DOUG ARDITO, ROBERT VAN WINKLE, RODNEY JOHNSON

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