Luyện nghe bài hát To Da Break of Dawn

(To da of dawn)

All my sex as we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre knows
When it come to a situation this
Little more and I can't resist

So we get in the house, youknowmsayin?
L.L. Cool J style,
This on a pop tip
it out

What is a panther? A animal kills
I'm like a shark with comin' out the gills
You could never in your wildest
Get a piece of this lean straight from Queens

Strong as liquor, to be in a limousine
Now you're gettin' done Vaseline
Wouldn't bite because rhymes are puppy chow
Made million, so competitors bow

Homeboy, hold on, my are so strong
Nothing go wrong, so why do you prolong
Songs ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong
And got the nerve to have them Star shades on

Ha, you can't the whole weight
Skin lotion, teeth need Colgate
Wise up, you little burnt up fry
I'm that of guy and I slammed you know just like a sumo

Put him in pampers, leave my in his hamper
When I'm through, you a brand-new identity
I was scoopin' girls before you lost virginity
Your jam is just a MC scheme

Gettin' by a L.L. theme
Somethin' Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little boy, you must not know
The rep I keep, the MC's I peep, sweep, cheap

And with a chic unique technique
Get rid of the Yukmouth
'Cause brother, you got no style

on
(To da of dawn)
(To da of dawn)
Yeah, on
(To da of dawn)

Hey yo, that's kinda
But check out here
(Rock shit)
(To da of dawn)

Immaculate styles I use to abuse MC's, so light the
And spread the news, you to the damager
manager, cold crush and bruise
And bandage a amateur, that amateur swingin' a

From a body bag, so run and get your
Get a of the stiff dead-shot to get swift
But I'm the wrong brother to with
'Cause I don't need a to swing

Keep your eyes on the J ring
Shootin' the gift, but you don't shoot it right
You couldn't bust a grape in a fruit
Wouldn't throw a rock in a ghost

So don't try to play post, clown, you know the L.L.'s in town
And all the wanna-be sherrifs is gettin' shot
Gimme that
I'ma show you the real meaning of the danger

Stop dancin', get to
your old mouth when young folks is talkin'
Huh, you little in the grass
You swing a hammer, but you couldn't a glass

Gimme a lighter, woof! Now cut loose
From that Jherri juice, Cool J is back on the map
And when I see ya, give you a slap
right, a little kick for that crap
'Cause my old gym teacher supposed to rap

on
(To da of dawn)

(To da of dawn)
Funk it up, I said on
(To da of dawn)

(Yo, rock shit)
(To da of dawn)
Check out

How dare you stand beside me, I'm Cool, I I C E
On your trail and cut that bull tail
You're disobedient with the wrong
But I'ma you down over the rocks

While I on your album cover jocks
You're gonna hear a ill paragraph soon
I took the right home to the bathroom
In the immortal words of L.L., as hell'

Your wears it well
the reason that your record sold a few copies
But your rhymes are
Like Oscar, and you're bound to get

And stopped, I ain't the cop
Nor am I Felix, but I got a bag of
Mr. Pusherman, a fix
So I can show you I'm immune to them room tunes

You hip-hop racoon, I'm not Scarface, but I want more beef
you rapped you was a downtown car thief
Workin' in a lot
A with a perm deserves to get burned

So tell me, how you like your cream?
On a cone, in a bowl, or in a wet
With TV on channel fuzz
Uncle L, that's how damage he does
5 dollars, catch a taxi cab
Take your rhymes the corner to the rap rehab

on
(To da of dawn)

(To da of dawn)
I say on
(To da of dawn)

Just to funk it up a little bit
My man Pete is up in the crib
Youknowmsayin'? Over here at Marley house
coolin' out, my man Clash in the house

Sippin' on this Bartles &
Premium piece flavor out the
Loungin'

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