Death Blow
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โฑ๏ธ 6:37 duration
๐ ID: 9708261
๐ Lyrics
To the break of dawn
To the to the to the
Times up punk
Yeah yeah
Time to settle the score
To the break of dawn another dumb move
Ha ha ha, this time it's over boy
This is me and you head to head let's go
Here we go beat down round 2
Heads up punk 'cause it all comes down to
Me and you face to face head to head
Mic to mic I like the weak shit you said
To the break of dawn-- beats: nitro
say goodnight 'cho
Star Trek shades, man cut the joke
Let's get serious and go for broke
You still got a lock on my jock like a pit bull victim
before you pull it off you thought Mr. Pitiful
Here's some mouthwash, G
Your breath smells like my jockstrap
C-A-U-S-E, you're ridin' me, T-O-D-D, junior Moe Dee
Stop biting, chewing, swallowing
Who in the hell told you that you could do what you were doing
Raise up son, I need jock relief
Here's a toothpick, now get my jock out your teeth
You swallow it, yea, finish, burp
Now let a real man go to work
'Cause I'm a whip you like your daddy, beat ya like a baby
Sick ya like a dog, dropping lyrics wit rabies
Cut ya like a knife 'cause you're nuthin' but hype
You're sliced and diced and iced twice for life
I'm a treat ya like a hooker punk, change your clothes
Put you on the streets wit your "Jingle it " hoes
Keep talking about me and I'll keep pimping
Just bring me that money and take this last whipping
How can one man be so dumb
You're trying to come off and don't know how to come
You're young and dumb and quick of the tongue
high strung bum
come and get done
I'll do you wit a death blow
Kill 'em, kill 'em
I'll hit ya wit a death blow
My lyrical beat down will leave ya in a coma
'Cause you can't hang without a high school diploma
Your brain is fatigued, you're out of your league
You're running out of gas and you're tank is on "E"
Somebody buy him a heart 'cause he's petro
Take you're whipping like a man brother let go
No apologies, tears or violins
Get your black suits 'cause I ain't smiling
I'm shooting the gift of gab, brother you're ripped in half
Soon as the mic is past, you won't live to laugh
If there's laughter, I'll get the last one
You loafed on the lyrics and you caught a bad one
So who's got no style, look at your profile
You can't dance, can't dress and you're so foul
Still wearing played out 4-finger rings
Played out fat gold chains and things
You changed your look now change your game plan
Trying to dress but you still wear name brand
Brother, you look crazy weak
And it gets worse when we hear you speak
So you ain't got a chance in hell
You'll be known as the late LL
The man who lost one, one too often
Came wit a soft one and went to his coffin
A close casket they won't show ya
When I finish, you're mama won't know ya
'Cause I'm a rip you limb from limb
You tombstone'll read he had no win
So RIP, Rest in peace, rip 'em
D.I.D., dead indeed, did 'em
H I T, hitman, so whatcha hit 'em wit
A rhyme silencer, I hit 'em wit a death blow
Kill 'em, kill 'em
I'll hit ya wit a death blow
If mama said knock me out, come do it
You can't win and that knew it
I'm a send you home in a body bag
With a mic in your throat and a jock for a gag
You're out of here, over, finished, all in
And Marly Marl can't save you from fallin'
'Cause as soon as you came back what did you do
To the break of dawn, another dumb move
You can't go hard, you're just so so Todd
"I'm that type of guy?", oh my God
It's gets no rougher comes no weaker
Marly hooked the beats so now you need a
Writer to bring you back from hell
Because I'm a rock up L
Low life loser, lifelike loon
A lackadaisical, listless lunatic
lives lifeless, living likeness
Lusting longing lyrics like this
Little league, lard larcenist liar
Label ledger, left the leper liable, lull, lateral learning
Lax, languid, latent lurking
Language, language, local logo
Light laboring, limited locol
Now LL's a laughing stock
'Cause I bit that ass to the last stop
I watched you fall like Hitler fell
And now you're down to a broken L
You're records ain't hot and you're shows don't sell
Yo, tell 'em how you fell L, hard as hell
You came back and you thought you had me
But think about it,
who's your daddy
Kill 'em Big daddy, I don't want none
I did 'em wit a death blow
To the break of dawn
To the, to the, to the, get him out of here
To the to the to the
Times up punk
Yeah yeah
Time to settle the score
To the break of dawn another dumb move
Ha ha ha, this time it's over boy
This is me and you head to head let's go
Here we go beat down round 2
Heads up punk 'cause it all comes down to
Me and you face to face head to head
Mic to mic I like the weak shit you said
To the break of dawn-- beats: nitro
say goodnight 'cho
Star Trek shades, man cut the joke
Let's get serious and go for broke
You still got a lock on my jock like a pit bull victim
before you pull it off you thought Mr. Pitiful
Here's some mouthwash, G
Your breath smells like my jockstrap
C-A-U-S-E, you're ridin' me, T-O-D-D, junior Moe Dee
Stop biting, chewing, swallowing
Who in the hell told you that you could do what you were doing
Raise up son, I need jock relief
Here's a toothpick, now get my jock out your teeth
You swallow it, yea, finish, burp
Now let a real man go to work
'Cause I'm a whip you like your daddy, beat ya like a baby
Sick ya like a dog, dropping lyrics wit rabies
Cut ya like a knife 'cause you're nuthin' but hype
You're sliced and diced and iced twice for life
I'm a treat ya like a hooker punk, change your clothes
Put you on the streets wit your "Jingle it " hoes
Keep talking about me and I'll keep pimping
Just bring me that money and take this last whipping
How can one man be so dumb
You're trying to come off and don't know how to come
You're young and dumb and quick of the tongue
high strung bum
come and get done
I'll do you wit a death blow
Kill 'em, kill 'em
I'll hit ya wit a death blow
My lyrical beat down will leave ya in a coma
'Cause you can't hang without a high school diploma
Your brain is fatigued, you're out of your league
You're running out of gas and you're tank is on "E"
Somebody buy him a heart 'cause he's petro
Take you're whipping like a man brother let go
No apologies, tears or violins
Get your black suits 'cause I ain't smiling
I'm shooting the gift of gab, brother you're ripped in half
Soon as the mic is past, you won't live to laugh
If there's laughter, I'll get the last one
You loafed on the lyrics and you caught a bad one
So who's got no style, look at your profile
You can't dance, can't dress and you're so foul
Still wearing played out 4-finger rings
Played out fat gold chains and things
You changed your look now change your game plan
Trying to dress but you still wear name brand
Brother, you look crazy weak
And it gets worse when we hear you speak
So you ain't got a chance in hell
You'll be known as the late LL
The man who lost one, one too often
Came wit a soft one and went to his coffin
A close casket they won't show ya
When I finish, you're mama won't know ya
'Cause I'm a rip you limb from limb
You tombstone'll read he had no win
So RIP, Rest in peace, rip 'em
D.I.D., dead indeed, did 'em
H I T, hitman, so whatcha hit 'em wit
A rhyme silencer, I hit 'em wit a death blow
Kill 'em, kill 'em
I'll hit ya wit a death blow
If mama said knock me out, come do it
You can't win and that knew it
I'm a send you home in a body bag
With a mic in your throat and a jock for a gag
You're out of here, over, finished, all in
And Marly Marl can't save you from fallin'
'Cause as soon as you came back what did you do
To the break of dawn, another dumb move
You can't go hard, you're just so so Todd
"I'm that type of guy?", oh my God
It's gets no rougher comes no weaker
Marly hooked the beats so now you need a
Writer to bring you back from hell
Because I'm a rock up L
Low life loser, lifelike loon
A lackadaisical, listless lunatic
lives lifeless, living likeness
Lusting longing lyrics like this
Little league, lard larcenist liar
Label ledger, left the leper liable, lull, lateral learning
Lax, languid, latent lurking
Language, language, local logo
Light laboring, limited locol
Now LL's a laughing stock
'Cause I bit that ass to the last stop
I watched you fall like Hitler fell
And now you're down to a broken L
You're records ain't hot and you're shows don't sell
Yo, tell 'em how you fell L, hard as hell
You came back and you thought you had me
But think about it,
who's your daddy
Kill 'em Big daddy, I don't want none
I did 'em wit a death blow
To the break of dawn
To the, to the, to the, get him out of here
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.41] To the break of dawn
[00:10.77] To the to the to the
[00:11.60] Times up punk
[00:11.95] Yeah yeah
[00:14.74] Time to settle the score
[00:17.35] To the break of dawn another dumb move
[00:22.87] Ha ha ha, this time it's over boy
[00:25.57] This is me and you head to head let's go
[00:26.24] Here we go beat down round 2
[00:30.97] Heads up punk 'cause it all comes down to
[00:31.17] Me and you face to face head to head
[00:33.68] Mic to mic I like the weak shit you said
[00:35.93] To the break of dawn-- beats: nitro
[00:37.83] say goodnight 'cho
[00:42.48] Star Trek shades, man cut the joke
[00:43.26] Let's get serious and go for broke
[00:44.52] You still got a lock on my jock like a pit bull victim
[00:46.67] before you pull it off you thought Mr. Pitiful
[00:49.52] Here's some mouthwash, G
[00:51.46] Your breath smells like my jockstrap
[00:53.30] C-A-U-S-E, you're ridin' me, T-O-D-D, junior Moe Dee
[00:57.57] Stop biting, chewing, swallowing
[00:59.63] Who in the hell told you that you could do what you were doing
[01:02.36] Raise up son, I need jock relief
[01:04.56] Here's a toothpick, now get my jock out your teeth
[01:06.61] You swallow it, yea, finish, burp
[01:09.09] Now let a real man go to work
[01:11.03] 'Cause I'm a whip you like your daddy, beat ya like a baby
[01:13.42] Sick ya like a dog, dropping lyrics wit rabies
[01:15.78] Cut ya like a knife 'cause you're nuthin' but hype
[01:18.52] You're sliced and diced and iced twice for life
[01:20.13] I'm a treat ya like a hooker punk, change your clothes
[01:22.34] Put you on the streets wit your "Jingle it " hoes
[01:24.53] Keep talking about me and I'll keep pimping
[01:27.99] Just bring me that money and take this last whipping
[01:29.19] How can one man be so dumb
[01:31.59] You're trying to come off and don't know how to come
[01:33.46] You're young and dumb and quick of the tongue
[01:35.46] high strung bum
[01:36.73] come and get done
[01:37.64] I'll do you wit a death blow
[01:39.94] Kill 'em, kill 'em
[01:42.12] I'll hit ya wit a death blow
[01:55.47] My lyrical beat down will leave ya in a coma
[01:57.98] 'Cause you can't hang without a high school diploma
[02:00.30] Your brain is fatigued, you're out of your league
[02:02.44] You're running out of gas and you're tank is on "E"
[02:04.70] Somebody buy him a heart 'cause he's petro
[02:08.07] Take you're whipping like a man brother let go
[02:09.26] No apologies, tears or violins
[02:11.47] Get your black suits 'cause I ain't smiling
[02:13.57] I'm shooting the gift of gab, brother you're ripped in half
[02:16.03] Soon as the mic is past, you won't live to laugh
[02:18.10] If there's laughter, I'll get the last one
[02:20.33] You loafed on the lyrics and you caught a bad one
[02:22.60] So who's got no style, look at your profile
[02:24.72] You can't dance, can't dress and you're so foul
[02:27.03] Still wearing played out 4-finger rings
[02:29.24] Played out fat gold chains and things
[02:31.54] You changed your look now change your game plan
[02:33.81] Trying to dress but you still wear name brand
[02:36.16] Brother, you look crazy weak
[02:38.28] And it gets worse when we hear you speak
[02:40.46] So you ain't got a chance in hell
[02:42.70] You'll be known as the late LL
[02:44.97] The man who lost one, one too often
[02:47.25] Came wit a soft one and went to his coffin
[02:49.38] A close casket they won't show ya
[02:51.64] When I finish, you're mama won't know ya
[02:53.92] 'Cause I'm a rip you limb from limb
[02:56.12] You tombstone'll read he had no win
[02:58.38] So RIP, Rest in peace, rip 'em
[03:00.57] D.I.D., dead indeed, did 'em
[03:02.94] H I T, hitman, so whatcha hit 'em wit
[03:05.86] A rhyme silencer, I hit 'em wit a death blow
[03:09.65] Kill 'em, kill 'em
[03:15.64] I'll hit ya wit a death blow
[03:25.00] If mama said knock me out, come do it
[03:27.56] You can't win and that knew it
[03:29.91] I'm a send you home in a body bag
[03:31.97] With a mic in your throat and a jock for a gag
[03:34.13] You're out of here, over, finished, all in
[03:36.48] And Marly Marl can't save you from fallin'
[03:38.51] 'Cause as soon as you came back what did you do
[03:40.64] To the break of dawn, another dumb move
[03:42.82] You can't go hard, you're just so so Todd
[03:45.31] "I'm that type of guy?", oh my God
[03:47.46] It's gets no rougher comes no weaker
[03:49.96] Marly hooked the beats so now you need a
[03:52.05] Writer to bring you back from hell
[03:54.31] Because I'm a rock up L
[03:56.57] Low life loser, lifelike loon
[03:58.22] A lackadaisical, listless lunatic
[04:00.89] lives lifeless, living likeness
[04:03.13] Lusting longing lyrics like this
[04:05.22] Little league, lard larcenist liar
[04:07.77] Label ledger, left the leper liable, lull, lateral learning
[04:11.89] Lax, languid, latent lurking
[04:14.20] Language, language, local logo
[04:16.31] Light laboring, limited locol
[04:18.73] Now LL's a laughing stock
[04:20.72] 'Cause I bit that ass to the last stop
[04:23.60] I watched you fall like Hitler fell
[04:25.39] And now you're down to a broken L
[04:27.76] You're records ain't hot and you're shows don't sell
[04:30.36] Yo, tell 'em how you fell L, hard as hell
[04:32.44] You came back and you thought you had me
[04:34.52] But think about it,
[04:35.77] who's your daddy
[04:37.21] Kill 'em Big daddy, I don't want none
[04:45.12] I did 'em wit a death blow
[04:54.14] To the break of dawn
[04:55.54] To the, to the, to the, get him out of here
[05:04.41]
[00:10.77] To the to the to the
[00:11.60] Times up punk
[00:11.95] Yeah yeah
[00:14.74] Time to settle the score
[00:17.35] To the break of dawn another dumb move
[00:22.87] Ha ha ha, this time it's over boy
[00:25.57] This is me and you head to head let's go
[00:26.24] Here we go beat down round 2
[00:30.97] Heads up punk 'cause it all comes down to
[00:31.17] Me and you face to face head to head
[00:33.68] Mic to mic I like the weak shit you said
[00:35.93] To the break of dawn-- beats: nitro
[00:37.83] say goodnight 'cho
[00:42.48] Star Trek shades, man cut the joke
[00:43.26] Let's get serious and go for broke
[00:44.52] You still got a lock on my jock like a pit bull victim
[00:46.67] before you pull it off you thought Mr. Pitiful
[00:49.52] Here's some mouthwash, G
[00:51.46] Your breath smells like my jockstrap
[00:53.30] C-A-U-S-E, you're ridin' me, T-O-D-D, junior Moe Dee
[00:57.57] Stop biting, chewing, swallowing
[00:59.63] Who in the hell told you that you could do what you were doing
[01:02.36] Raise up son, I need jock relief
[01:04.56] Here's a toothpick, now get my jock out your teeth
[01:06.61] You swallow it, yea, finish, burp
[01:09.09] Now let a real man go to work
[01:11.03] 'Cause I'm a whip you like your daddy, beat ya like a baby
[01:13.42] Sick ya like a dog, dropping lyrics wit rabies
[01:15.78] Cut ya like a knife 'cause you're nuthin' but hype
[01:18.52] You're sliced and diced and iced twice for life
[01:20.13] I'm a treat ya like a hooker punk, change your clothes
[01:22.34] Put you on the streets wit your "Jingle it " hoes
[01:24.53] Keep talking about me and I'll keep pimping
[01:27.99] Just bring me that money and take this last whipping
[01:29.19] How can one man be so dumb
[01:31.59] You're trying to come off and don't know how to come
[01:33.46] You're young and dumb and quick of the tongue
[01:35.46] high strung bum
[01:36.73] come and get done
[01:37.64] I'll do you wit a death blow
[01:39.94] Kill 'em, kill 'em
[01:42.12] I'll hit ya wit a death blow
[01:55.47] My lyrical beat down will leave ya in a coma
[01:57.98] 'Cause you can't hang without a high school diploma
[02:00.30] Your brain is fatigued, you're out of your league
[02:02.44] You're running out of gas and you're tank is on "E"
[02:04.70] Somebody buy him a heart 'cause he's petro
[02:08.07] Take you're whipping like a man brother let go
[02:09.26] No apologies, tears or violins
[02:11.47] Get your black suits 'cause I ain't smiling
[02:13.57] I'm shooting the gift of gab, brother you're ripped in half
[02:16.03] Soon as the mic is past, you won't live to laugh
[02:18.10] If there's laughter, I'll get the last one
[02:20.33] You loafed on the lyrics and you caught a bad one
[02:22.60] So who's got no style, look at your profile
[02:24.72] You can't dance, can't dress and you're so foul
[02:27.03] Still wearing played out 4-finger rings
[02:29.24] Played out fat gold chains and things
[02:31.54] You changed your look now change your game plan
[02:33.81] Trying to dress but you still wear name brand
[02:36.16] Brother, you look crazy weak
[02:38.28] And it gets worse when we hear you speak
[02:40.46] So you ain't got a chance in hell
[02:42.70] You'll be known as the late LL
[02:44.97] The man who lost one, one too often
[02:47.25] Came wit a soft one and went to his coffin
[02:49.38] A close casket they won't show ya
[02:51.64] When I finish, you're mama won't know ya
[02:53.92] 'Cause I'm a rip you limb from limb
[02:56.12] You tombstone'll read he had no win
[02:58.38] So RIP, Rest in peace, rip 'em
[03:00.57] D.I.D., dead indeed, did 'em
[03:02.94] H I T, hitman, so whatcha hit 'em wit
[03:05.86] A rhyme silencer, I hit 'em wit a death blow
[03:09.65] Kill 'em, kill 'em
[03:15.64] I'll hit ya wit a death blow
[03:25.00] If mama said knock me out, come do it
[03:27.56] You can't win and that knew it
[03:29.91] I'm a send you home in a body bag
[03:31.97] With a mic in your throat and a jock for a gag
[03:34.13] You're out of here, over, finished, all in
[03:36.48] And Marly Marl can't save you from fallin'
[03:38.51] 'Cause as soon as you came back what did you do
[03:40.64] To the break of dawn, another dumb move
[03:42.82] You can't go hard, you're just so so Todd
[03:45.31] "I'm that type of guy?", oh my God
[03:47.46] It's gets no rougher comes no weaker
[03:49.96] Marly hooked the beats so now you need a
[03:52.05] Writer to bring you back from hell
[03:54.31] Because I'm a rock up L
[03:56.57] Low life loser, lifelike loon
[03:58.22] A lackadaisical, listless lunatic
[04:00.89] lives lifeless, living likeness
[04:03.13] Lusting longing lyrics like this
[04:05.22] Little league, lard larcenist liar
[04:07.77] Label ledger, left the leper liable, lull, lateral learning
[04:11.89] Lax, languid, latent lurking
[04:14.20] Language, language, local logo
[04:16.31] Light laboring, limited locol
[04:18.73] Now LL's a laughing stock
[04:20.72] 'Cause I bit that ass to the last stop
[04:23.60] I watched you fall like Hitler fell
[04:25.39] And now you're down to a broken L
[04:27.76] You're records ain't hot and you're shows don't sell
[04:30.36] Yo, tell 'em how you fell L, hard as hell
[04:32.44] You came back and you thought you had me
[04:34.52] But think about it,
[04:35.77] who's your daddy
[04:37.21] Kill 'em Big daddy, I don't want none
[04:45.12] I did 'em wit a death blow
[04:54.14] To the break of dawn
[04:55.54] To the, to the, to the, get him out of here
[05:04.41]