To Da Break Of Dawn

[Intro]

Yeah (To the break of dawn)

All my effects involved (To the break of dawn)

As we get funky (To the break of dawn)

Problems will be solved (To the break of dawn)

Everybody knows (To the break of dawn)

When it come to a situation like this (To the break of dawn)

Little more effects (To the break of dawn)

And I can't resist (To the break of dawn)

So we get funky in the house, you know what I'm sayin'? (To the break of dawn)

LL Cool J style, but (To the break of dawn)

This ain't on a pop tip, check it out (To the break of dawn)

[Verse 1]

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 that 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

Huh, you can't handle the whole weight

Your 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, he'll 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 LL theme

Somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask—

Buck, you little bloodclaat boy, you must not know

The rep I keep, the MCs I peep, sweep

Play cheap and freak with a chic unique technique

Get rid of the yuck-mouth smile

'Cause brother, you ain't got no style

[Chorus]

Keep on (To the break of dawn)

Yeah (To the break of dawn)

Keep on (To the break of dawn, rock that shit)

Ayo, that's kinda funky, but check this out here (To the break of dawn), yeah

[Verse 2]

Immaculate styles I use to abuse MCs

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 that LL's back in town

And all the wanna-be sheriffs is gettin' shot down

Gimme that microphone

I'ma 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'ma give you a slap

That's right, a little kick for that crap

'Cause my old gym teacher ain't supposed to rap

[Chorus]

Keep on (To the break of dawn)

Yeah (To the break of dawn), pump it up

I said keep on (To the break of dawn, rock that shit)

Check this out (To the break of dawn), yeah

[Verse 3]

How dare you stand beside me

I'm cool, I freeze I-C-E

On your trail and I'ma cut that ponytail

You're disobedient with the wrong ingredients

But I'ma drink you down over the rocks

While the 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 LL, "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 raccoon

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 cold 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

[Chorus]

Keep on (To the break of dawn)

Yeah (To the break of dawn)

I said keep on (To the break of dawn)

[Outro]

Just wanted to funk it up a little bit

My man Pete Rock just walked 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 & Jaymes premium peach-flavored wine cooler

Loungin' back, keep on

Peace

Yeah, that's funky