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to tha break - mad flava lyrics

[intro]
yo, this is a mad flava joint. lettin’ you know straight up and down that hip hop don’t stop. we keep freakin’ to the break of day

to the break baby
to the break baby

[chorus]
i keep freakin’ to the break of day
keep freakin’ to the break of day

[verse 1: cold chris]
to the break baby
straight from the mad flava
when the soul man’s speakin’ yo i freak it like crazy
the hip grabber, lip jabber, skip stabber
hit the rear and disappear like abra to cadabra
chris the stick and mover
swift gift grand mover
but before i go you know i got to show and prove a
the soul soother, maneuver, to play ya like a tuba
i do more gooding than cuba but i ain’t no effin’ junior
(slide in, glidin’ on a high on a [?] it’s mad flava on a cool out vibe)

[verse 2: kasaan]
hons start to freak when the big man speak
kasaan is quick to give tricks a treat
blowin’ up the set just check my rep
i be chillin’ gettin’ pumpin’ on the project step
no joke, stayin’ real like coke
yo it’s the don k, we keep freakin’ to the break of day
[chorus]
i keep freakin’ to the break of day
keep freakin’ to the break of day
i keep freakin’ to the break of day
keep freakin’ to the break of day
i keep freakin’ to the break of day
keep freakin’ to the break of day
i keep freakin’ to the break of day
keep freakin’ to the break of day

[verse 3: cold chris]
one time for ya mind, two times for ya soul
cold chris with the flow like the h to the o
pay ya dues, [?] with the bruisers and the blows
livin’ off [?] to sleepin’ on flows
doin’ shows for no doe i was a hungry kid
did some dirt and sold some work but never caught no bid
i get deeper than the sea
and rougher than a napkin in ya sack
give me a track and i’ll be straight with that
i got played and burned when i saw my first deal
that’s when i learned the law, stayed raw and real
they called my pops [?] stays awake for light
now it’s the deal on the field, now you feel me, right?

[verse 4: kasaan]
from the hoods and blocks you gotta take ya knocks
to the break it don’t quit yo, it just don’t stop
i do what i do and i say what i say
we’ll parlay until the break of day
[chorus]

[verse 5: cold chris]
i keep freakin’ to the break for the ‘9*4 shot
mad kids are rappin’ but they ain’t doin’ hip hop
hip hop’s a way of life and you should never front it
now everybody’s hard, got sk!lls and gettin’ blunted
i run it like emmitt smith and get lifted like the enterprise
get wise and legalize the spliff
to the break i rip shows and lift toes
freakin’ hons and flows and lettin’ sets blow
release i’m the obese, sl!ck like grease
oh jeez, soulman’s in this piece and it don’t cease
we be coolin’ kinda wild

[verse 6: kasaan]
pull a style from the file, lay it down like tile
i gotta maintain so i keep my game [?] up like a goodfellas sequel
on and on with the dawg and i bust
on and on from the dawn to the dust

[verse: cold chris]
hey hey, with no delay we let the hip hop play
the mad flava keep it freakin’ ’til the break of day

[chorus]

- mad flava lyrics

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