Luyện nghe bài hát To Da Break of Dawn

(To da of dawn)

All my sex involved as we get
Rhymes so bizarre everybody
it come to a situation 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 comin' out the gills
You could never in your wildest
Get a piece of this gangsta lean from Queens

Strong as liquor, to be in a limousine
Now you're gettin' without Vaseline
Wouldn't bite because your are puppy chow
another million, so competitors 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 them Star Trek shades on

Ha, you handle the whole weight
Skin needs lotion, teeth need
up, you little burnt up French fry
I'm that type of guy and I slammed you know like a sumo

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

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

And freak with a unique technique
Get rid of the Yukmouth
'Cause brother, you ain't got no

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

Hey yo, kinda 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 to the damager
Microphone manager, cold crush and
And a amateur, that amateur swingin' a hammer

a body bag, so run and get your camera
Get a flick of the dead-shot to get swift
But I'm the wrong to dance with
'Cause I need a partner to swing

Keep your eyes on the Cool J
the gift, but you just don't shoot it right
You couldn't a grape in a fruit fight
Wouldn't throw a in a ghost town

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

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

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

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(To da of dawn)

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

(Yo, that shit)
(To da of dawn)
this out

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

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

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

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

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

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(To da of dawn)

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

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

Sippin' on Bartles & Jaymes
Premium flavor out the cooler
Loungin'

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