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Death Blow

To the break of dawn

To the to the to the

Times up punk

Yeah yeahTime 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 goHere 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 saidTo the break of dawn-- beats: nitro

Lyrics: weak

say goodnight 'cho

Star Trek shades, man cut the joke

Let's get serious and go for brokeYou 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 jockstrapC-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 reliefHere'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 babySick 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 clothesPut 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 dumbYou'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 blowKill 'em, kill 'em

I'll hit ya wit a death blowMy 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 smilingI'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 oneSo 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 thingsYou 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 speakSo 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 coffinA 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 winSo 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 blowKill 'em, kill 'em

I'll hit ya wit a death blowIf mama said knock me out, come do it

You can't win and that [unverified] knew it

I'm a send you home in a body bag

With a mic in your throat and a jock for a gagYou'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 moveYou 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 aWriter 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 locolNow 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 LYou'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 daddyKill '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[Unverified]

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