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To Da Break Of Dawn
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LL Cool J
жанры: hip-hop
альбомы: Mama Said Knock You Out, All World
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Yeah (To da break of dawn)All my sex involved as we get funky Rhymes so bizarre everybody knows When it come to a situation like this Little more effects and I can't resistSo we get funky in the house, youknowmsayin? L.L. Cool J style, what? This ain't on a pop tip Check it outWhat is a panther? A animal that kills I'm like a shark with blood comin' out the gills You could never in your wildest dreams Get a piece of this gangsta lean straight from QueensStrong as liquor, to be seen in a limousine Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline Wouldn't bite because your rhymes are puppy chow Made another million, so competitors bowHomeboy, hold on, my rhymes are so strong Nothing could go wrong, so why do you prolong Songs that ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong And got the nerve to have them Star Trek shades onHa, you can't handle the whole weight Skin needs lotion, teeth need Colgate Wise up, you little burnt up French fry I'm that type of guy and I slammed you know just like a sumoPut him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity I was scoopin' girls before you lost your virginity Your jam is just a dreamin' MC schemeGettin' crushed by a L.L. theme Somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo! You little blood-clot boy, you must not know The rep I keep, the MC's I peep, sweep, play cheapAnd freak with a chic unique technique Get rid of the Yukmouth smile 'Cause brother, you ain't got no styleKeep on (To da break of dawn) (To da break of dawn) Yeah, keep on (To da break of dawn)Hey yo, that's kinda funky But check this out here (Rock that shit) (To da break of dawn) YeahImmaculate styles I use to abuse MC's, so light the fuse And spread the news, you lose to the damager Microphone manager, cold crush and bruise And bandage a amateur, that amateur swingin' a hammerFrom a body bag, so run and get your camera Get a flick of the stiff dead-shot to get swift But I'm the wrong brother to dance with 'Cause I don't need a partner to swingKeep your eyes on the Cool J ring Shootin' the gift, but you just don't shoot it right You couldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight Wouldn't throw a rock in a ghost townSo don't try to play post, clown, you know the L.L.'s back in town And all the wanna-be sherrifs is gettin' shot down Gimme that microphone I'ma show you the real meaning of the danger zoneStop dancin', get to walkin' Shut your old mouth when young folks is talkin' Huh, you little snake in the grass You swing a hammer, but you couldn't break a glassGimme a lighter, woof! Now you're cut loose From that Jherri curl juice, Cool J is back on the map And when I see ya, I'ma give you a slap That's right, a little kick for that crap 'Cause my old gym teacher ain't supposed to rapKeep on (To da break of dawn) Yeah (To da break of dawn) Funk it up, I said keep on (To da break of dawn)(Yo, rock that shit) (To da break of dawn) Check this out YeahHow dare you stand beside me, I'm Cool, I freeze I C E On your trail and I'ma cut that bull tail You're disobedient with the wrong ingredients But I'ma drink you down over the rocksWhile I freak on your album cover jocks You're gonna hear a real ill paragraph soon I took the cover right home to the bathroom In the immortal words of L.L., 'Hard as hell'Your broad wears it well She's the reason that your record sold a few copies But your rhymes are sloppy Like Oscar, and you're bound to get droppedAnd stopped, I ain't Murray the cop Nor am I Felix, but I got a bag of tricks Mr. Pusherman, gimme a fix So I can show you I'm immune to them romper room tunesYou little hip-hop racoon, I'm not Scarface, but I want more beef Before you rapped you was a downtown car thief Workin' in a parking lot A brother with a perm deserves to get burnedSo tell me, how you like your coat cream? On a cone, in a bowl, or in a wet dream? With your TV on channel fuzz Uncle L, that's how much damage he does Here's 5 dollars, catch a taxi cab Take your rhymes around the corner to the rap rehabKeep on (To da break of dawn) Yeah (To da break of dawn) I say keep on (To da break of dawn)Just wanted to funk it up a little bit My man Pete Rock is up in the crib Youknowmsayin'? Over here at Marley Marl house Just coolin' out, my man Clash in the houseSippin' on this Bartles & Jaymes Premium piece flavor out the cooler Loungin' backKeep on Peace
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