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, this it's over boy
This is me and you head to let's go

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

To the of dawn-- beats: nitro
Lyrics:
say goodnight
Star Trek shades, man cut the
Let's get serious and go for

You still got a on my jock like a pit bull victim
you pull it off you thought Mr. Pitiful
Here's mouthwash, G
Your smells like my jockstrap

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

Here's a toothpick, now get my out your teeth
You it, yea, finish, burp
Now let a man go to work
'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 hooker punk, change your

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

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

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

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

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

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

So got no style, look at your profile
You can't dance, dress and you're so foul
Still played out 4-finger rings
Played out fat chains and things

You changed your look now change your game
Trying to dress but you wear name brand
Brother, you crazy weak
And it gets worse when we hear you

So you got a chance in hell
You'll be as the late LL
The man who one, one too often
wit a soft one and went to his coffin

A close casket they won't ya
When I finish, you're mama know ya
'Cause I'm a rip you limb limb
You tombstone'll 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 rhyme silencer, I hit 'em wit a blow

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

If mama knock me out, come do it
You can't win and [unverified] knew it
I'm a send you in a body bag
With a mic in throat and a jock for a gag

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

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

Writer to bring you from hell
Because I'm a up L
Low life loser, loon
A lackadaisical, listless
lives lifeless, likeness
Lusting longing lyrics this
Little league, larcenist liar
Label ledger, left the leper liable, lull, lateral
Lax, languid, lurking
Language, language, local
Light laboring, limited

Now a laughing stock
'Cause I bit that ass to the last
I you fall like Hitler fell
And now you're down to a L

records ain't hot and you're shows don't sell
Yo, tell 'em how you fell L, hard as
You back and you thought you had me
But think it,
who's daddy

'em Big daddy, I don't want none
I did 'em wit a blow
To the of dawn
To the, to the, to the, get him out of