Luyện nghe bài hát To Da Break of Dawn

(To da of dawn)

All my sex involved as we get
Rhymes so everybody knows
When it come to a like this
Little more and I can't resist

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

What is a panther? A animal that
I'm like a shark with blood comin' out the
You could never in your dreams
Get a piece of this gangsta lean straight from

Strong as liquor, to be seen in a
Now you're gettin' done without
bite because your rhymes are puppy chow
Made another million, so bow

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

Ha, you can't handle the whole
Skin needs lotion, need Colgate
Wise up, you little up French fry
I'm that type of guy and I slammed you know like a sumo

Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his
When I'm through, you need a identity
I was scoopin' girls you lost your virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC

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

And with a chic unique technique
Get rid of the smile
'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 funky
But this out here
(Rock shit)
(To da of dawn)

Immaculate styles I use to MC's, so light the fuse
And spread the news, you lose to the
Microphone manager, cold crush and
And bandage a amateur, amateur swingin' a hammer

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

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

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

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

Gimme a lighter, woof! Now you're cut
that Jherri curl juice, Cool J is back on the map
And when I see ya, give you a slap
That's right, a kick for that crap
'Cause my old gym teacher ain't to rap

on
(To da of dawn)

(To da of dawn)
it up, I said keep 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 and I'ma cut that bull tail
You're disobedient with the wrong
But I'ma drink you down the rocks

While I freak on album cover jocks
You're gonna hear a real ill soon
I took the cover home to the bathroom
In the immortal words of L.L., 'Hard as

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

And stopped, I Murray the cop
Nor am I Felix, but I got a bag of
Mr. Pusherman, a fix
So I can show you I'm to them romper room tunes

You little racoon, I'm not Scarface, but I want more beef
Before you you was a downtown car thief
Workin' in a lot
A brother with a deserves to get burned

So tell me, how you your coat cream?
On a cone, in a bowl, or in a wet
your TV on channel fuzz
Uncle L, how much damage he does
Here's 5 dollars, a taxi cab
Take rhymes around 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 Marl
Just coolin' out, my man in the house

Sippin' on this Bartles &
Premium piece out the cooler
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