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  • Текст песни Ll Cool J - To Da Break Of Dawn

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    Тут находится текст песни Ll Cool J - To Da Break Of Dawn, а также перевод, видео и клип.

    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 resist
    So we get funky in the house
    You know what I'm sayin'?
    L.L. Cool J style
    What?
    This ain't on a pop tip
    Check it out

    What 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 Queens
    Strong 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 bow
    Homeboy, 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 on
    Ha, 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 sumo
    Put 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 scheme
    gettin' 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 cheap
    And freak with a chic, unique technique
    Get rid of the yuk-mouth smile
    'Cause brother, you ain't got no style

    Keep on
    (To the break of dawn)
    (To the break of dawn)
    Yeah
    Keep on
    (To the break of dawn)
    Hey yo, that's kinda funky
    But check this out here
    (Rock that shit)
    (To the break of dawn)
    Yeah

    Immaculate styles, I used 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 hammer
    From 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 swing
    Keep 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 town
    So don't try to play post, clown
    You know the L.L.'s back in town
    And all the want-to-be sherrifs is gettin' shot down
    Gimme that microphone
    I'm a show you the real meaning of the danger zone
    Stop 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 glass
    Gimme a lighter, woof!
    Now you're cut loose
    From that Jheri curl juice
    Cool J is back on the map
    And when I see ya, I'm a give you a slap
    That's right, a little kick for that crap
    'Cause my old gym teacher ain't supposed to rap

    Keep on
    (To the break of dawn)
    Yeah
    (To the break of dawn)
    Funk it up
    I said keep on
    (To the break of dawn)
    (Yo, rock that shit)
    (To the break of dawn)
    Check this out
    Yeah

    How dare you stand beside me?
    I'm Cool, I freeze I-C-E
    On your trail, and I'm a cut that bull tail
    You're disobedient with the wrong ingredients
    But I'm a drink you down over the rocks
    While 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 dropped
    And 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 tunes
    You 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 burned
    So 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 five dollars, catch a taxi cab
    Take your rhymes around the corner to the rap rehab

    Keep on
    (To the break of dawn)
    Yeah
    (To the break of dawn)
    I say keep on
    (To the break of dawn)

    Just wanted to funk it up a little bit
    My man Pete Rock is up in the crib
    You know what I'm sayin'?
    Over here at Marley Marl house
    Just coolin' out
    My man Clash in the house
    Sippin' on this Bartles and Jaymes premium piece flavor out the cooler
    Loungin' back
    Keep on
    Peace

    Работать на парковке
    Брат с пермкой заслуживает сгорания
    Так скажи мне, как тебе нравится твое пальто, крем?
    На конусе, в миске или во влажной сне?
    С вашим телевизором на канале Fuzz
    Дядя Л., вот сколько ущерб он наносит
    Вот пять долларов, поймайте такси такси
    Подними рифмы за углом до рэп -реабилитации

    Продолжай
    (К перерыву рассвета)
    Ага
    (К перерыву рассвета)
    Я говорю, продолжай
    (К перерыву рассвета)

    Просто хотел немного подумать
    Мой мужчина, Пит Рок в кроватке
    Вы знаете, что я говорю?
    Здесь, в доме Марли Марл
    Просто охладий
    Мой мужчина сталкивается в доме
    Sippin 'on This Bartles и Jaymes Premium Piece приведите к себе кулер
    Loungin 'назад
    Продолжай
    Мир

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