Luyện nghe bài hát Death Blow

To the break of
To the to the to the
Times up
yeah

Time to settle the
To the break of dawn another dumb
Ha ha ha, time it's over boy
This is me and you head to head go

Here we go down round 2
Heads up 'cause it all comes down to
Me and you face to head to head
Mic to mic I like the shit you said

To the break of beats: nitro
Lyrics:
say 'cho
Trek shades, man cut the joke
Let's get serious and go for

You still got a lock on my jock like a pit bull
before you pull it off you thought Mr.
some mouthwash, G
Your breath smells like my

C-A-U-S-E, ridin' me, T-O-D-D, junior Moe Dee
Stop biting, chewing,
Who in the hell told you that you do what you were doing
up son, I need jock relief

Here's a toothpick, now get my jock out teeth
You swallow it, yea, finish,
Now let a real man go to
'Cause I'm a whip you like your daddy, beat ya a baby

Sick ya like a dog, dropping lyrics wit
Cut ya like a knife 'cause nuthin' but hype
sliced and diced and iced twice for life
I'm a treat ya like a punk, change your clothes

Put you on the streets wit "Jingle it " hoes
talking about me and I'll keep pimping
Just bring me that money and take this whipping
How can one man be so

trying to come off and don't know how to come
You're young and and quick of the tongue
high bum
come and get
do you wit a death blow

Kill 'em, 'em
I'll hit ya wit a blow

My lyrical beat will leave ya in a coma
'Cause you can't hang without a school diploma
Your brain is fatigued, you're out of your
You're running out of gas and you're is on "E"

buy him a heart 'cause he's petro
Take whipping like a man brother let go
No apologies, or violins
Get your black suits I ain't smiling

I'm shooting the gift of gab, brother ripped in half
Soon as the mic is past, you won't to laugh
If there's laughter, I'll get the one
You on the lyrics and you caught a bad one

So who's got no style, look at your
You can't dance, can't dress and you're so
Still wearing played out 4-finger
Played out fat gold and things

You changed your look now your game plan
Trying to but you still wear name brand
Brother, you look weak
And it gets worse when we you speak

So you ain't got a chance in
be known as the late LL
The man who lost one, one too
Came wit a one and went to his coffin

A close casket won't show ya
I finish, you're mama won't know ya
'Cause I'm a rip you limb from
You read he had no win

So RIP, in peace, rip 'em
D.I.D., indeed, did 'em
H I T, hitman, so hit 'em wit
A silencer, I hit 'em wit a death blow

'em, kill 'em
I'll hit ya wit a blow

If mama knock me out, come do it
You win and that [unverified] knew it
I'm a you home in a body bag
With a mic in throat and a jock for a gag

out of here, over, finished, all in
And Marl can't save you from fallin'
'Cause as soon as you came back did you do
To the break of dawn, another dumb

You go hard, you're just so so Todd
"I'm that of guy?", oh my God
It's gets no comes no weaker
hooked the beats so now you need a

Writer to you back from hell
Because I'm a up L
Low life loser, lifelike
A lackadaisical, lunatic
lifeless, living likeness
Lusting lyrics like this
league, lard larcenist liar
Label ledger, left the leper liable, lull, lateral
Lax, languid, latent
Language, language, local
Light laboring, limited

Now LL's a laughing
'Cause I bit ass to the last stop
I watched you fall like fell
And now down to a broken L

You're ain't hot and you're shows don't sell
Yo, tell 'em how you fell L, hard as
You came back and you you had me
But about it,
your daddy

Kill 'em Big daddy, I don't none
I did 'em wit a death
To the break of
To the, to the, to the, get him out of