Chapter 12

“We are the Love Family Singers, four boys, four girls and two of the HOTTEST Moms in Louisville.”

I went right into one of my evening’s instrumentals, a song that would hopefully get them dancing... “Push It,” which did indeed start the dancing.

This might just work out, although I don’t know how many times I MAY be getting Nevina and Sarah to join us. They are triple threats; they sing beautifully, and both know how to wear a glamorous dress!

I followed that with my brothers singing and dancing, as I played and sang “Ice Ice Baby,”...

MICHAEL
Yo, VIP, let’s kick it!

Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby
All right stop
Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my
brand new invention
Something grabs a
hold of me tightly
Then I flow that a
harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop?
Yo, I don’t know
Turn off the lights
and I’ll glow
To the extreme I
rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and
wax a chump like a candle
Dance
Bum rush the
speaker that booms
I’m killin’ your brain
like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play
a dope melody
Anything less that
the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gain way
You better hit bull’s eye
The kid don’t play
If there was a problem
Yo, I’ll solve it
Check out the hook
while my DJ revolves it
MY BROTHERS
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla

MICHAEL
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in,
the fingers are pumpin’
Quick to the point,
to the point no faking
I’m cooking MC’s
like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they’re
not quick and nimble
I go crazy when
I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a
souped up tempo
I’m on a roll and it’s
time to go solo

Rollin in my 5.0
With my ragtop down
so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby
Waving just to say hi
Did you stop?
No, I just drove by
Kept on pursuing
to the next stop
I busted a left and I’m
heading to the next block
That block was dead
Yo so I continued to
a1a Beachfront Ave

Girls were hot wearing
less than bikinis
Rock man lovers
driving Lamborghini
Jealous ‘cause
I’m out getting mine
Shay with a gauge
and Vanilla with a nine
Ready for the chumps
on the wall
The chumps are acting ill
because they’re so
full of eight balls
Gunshots ranged
out like a bell
I grabbed my nine
All I heard were shells
Fallin’ on the concrete
real fast
Jumped in my car,
slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper
the avenue’s packed
I’m tryin’ to get away
before the jackers jack
Police on the scene
You know what I mean
They passed me up,
confronted all the
dope fiends
If there was a problem
Yo, I’ll solve it
Check out the hook
while my DJ revolves it

CHARLES, WILLIAM & KEN
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Take heed, ‘cause
I’m a lyrical poet
Miami’s on the scene
just in case you
didn’t know it
My town, that created
all the bass sound
Enough to shake and
kick holes in the ground
‘Cause my style’s
like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that
you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed
This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and
you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade,
slice it like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ’s say, “damn”
If my rhyme was a drug
I’d sell it by the gram
Keep my composure
when it’s time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic
while I kick my juice
If there was a problem
Yo, I’ll solve it!
Check out the hook
while my DJ revolves it
MY BROS!
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla

MICHAEL
Yo man, let’s get out of here
Word to your mother

MY BROS!
Ice ice baby
Too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold too cold
Ice ice baby
Too cold too cold

I stopped it cold (As expected) as my three best friends finished, cold, in a pose, but breathing pretty hard. When I add another keyboardist, I will dance this with them!

The partygoers screamed all through that, as I brought the tempo way down by playing and singing “Hallelujah.”

They seemed to enjoy anything and everything we played, and as our final song of the first hour, I brought back out Sarah and Nevina ... to a tremendous applause.

“After this song, we are taking a ten-minute break, Ladies”...

SARAH
I pray you’ll be our eyes
and watch us where we go.
And help us to be wise in
times when we don’t know

NEVINA
Let this be our prayer
when we lose our way
Lead us to the place
guide us with your grace
To a place where we’ll be safe