LL Cool J - To Da Break Of Dawn Lyrics
Yeah(to da break of dawn)All my sex involvedAs we get funkyRhymes so bizarreEverybody knowsWhen it come to a situation like thisLittle more effectsAnd I cant resistSo we get funky in the houseYouknowmsayin?L.l. cool j styleWhat?This aint on a pop tipCheck it out[ verse 1 ] [ dissing kool moe dee ]What is a panther? a animal that killsIm like a shark with blood comin out the gillsYou could never in your wildest dreamsGet a piece of this gangsta lean straight from queensStrong as liquor, to be seen in a limousineNow youre gettin done without vaselineWouldnt bite because your rhymes are puppy chowMade another million, so competators bowHomeboy, hold on, my rhymes are so strongNothing could go wrong, so why do you prolongSongs that aint strong, brother, youre dead wrongAnd got the nerve to have them star trek shades onHa, you cant handle the whole weightSkin needs lotion, teeth need colgateWise up, you little burnt up french fryIm that type of guyAnd I slammed you know, just like a sumoPut him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamperWhen Im through, you need a brand-new identityI was scoopin girls before you lost your virginityYour jam is just a dreamin mc schemeGettin crushed by a l.l. themeSomethin like shaft, put you in a cask - bo!You little blood-clot boy, you must not knowThe rep I keep, the mcs I peep, sweep, play cheapAnd freak with a chic unique techniqueGet rid of the yukmouth smileCause brother, you aint got no styleKeep on(to da break of dawn)(to da break of dawn)YeahKeep on(to da break of dawn)Hey yo, thats kinda funkyBut check this out here(rock that shit)(to da break of dawn)Yeah...[ verse 2 ] [ dissing m.c. hammer ]Immaculate styles I use to abuseMcs, so light the fuseAnd spread the news, you loseTo the damager, microphone managerCold crush and bruise and bandage a amateurThat amateur swingin a hammer]from a body bag, so run and get your cameraGet a flick of the stiff dead-shot to get swiftBut Im the wrong brother to dance withCause I dont need a partner to swingKeep your eyes on the cool j ringShootin the gift, but you just dont shoot it rightYou couldnt bust a grape in a fruit fightWouldnt throw a rock in a ghost townSo dont try to play post, clownYou know the l.l.s back in townAnd all the wanna-be sherrifs is gettin shot down(_shot_) gimme that microphoneIma show you the real meaning of the danger zoneStop dancin, get to walkinShut your old mouth when young folks is talkinHuh, you little snake in the grassYou swing a hammer, but you couldnt break a glassGimme a lighter - woof!Now youre cut loose]from that jherri curl juiceCool j is back on the mapAnd when I see ya, ima give you a slapThats right, a little kick for that crapCause my old gym teacher aint supposed to rapKeep on(to da break of dawn)Yeah(to da break of dawn)Funk it upI said keep on(to da break of dawn)(yo, rock that shit)(to da break of dawn)Check this outYeah...[ verse 3 ] [ dissing ice-t ]How dare you stand beside meIm cool, I freeze i-c-eOn your trail and ima cut that bull tailYoure disobedient with the wrong ingredientsBut ima drink you down over the rocksWhile I freak on your album cover jocksYoure gonna hear a real ill paragraph soonI took the cover right home to the bathroomIn the immortal words of l.l., hard as hellYour broad wears it wellShes the reason that your record sold a few copiesBut your rhymes are sloppyLike oscar, and youre bound to get droppedAnd stopped, I aint murray the copNor am I felix, but I got a bag of tricksMr. pusherman, gimme a fixSo I can show you Im immune to them romper room tunesYou little hip-hop racoonIm not scarface, but I want more beefBefore you rapped you was a downtown car thiefWorkin in a parking lotA 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 fuzzUncle l, thats how much damage he doesHeres 5 dollars, catch a taxi cabTake 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 bitMy man pete rock is up in the cribYouknowmsayinOver here at marley marl houseJust coolin outMy man clash in the houseSippin on this bartles & jaymes premium piece flavor out the coolerLoungin backKeep onPeace
