[Verse One: performed by ADMoney]

I been bombin' lay ups since the age of nine

I seen my older brother bombin' so I had to get mine

Snuck out my window just to write on the train

Just a couple of years and I knew I get fame

1982 and they put me down and brang me to the yards where the kings throw down

Bombin' insides doggin' whole cars

My brothers burnin' styles from door to door

Runnin' through my veins

Cause I'm fiendin' for the graff

Paint on my jacket and the ink on my hands

Runnin' through the lay up cause I'm out to bomb

This one goes out to the writers on the storm



[Chorus]

Rock on, to the break of dawn, break of dawn

Keep it on, keep it on

Rock on to the break of dawn, break of dawn

Keep it on, keep it on



[Verse Two: performed by ADMoney]

Grab your cans cause we're runnin' down the hatch

Hidin' from trains trippin' over tracks

Runnin' from the law just for a cause

Youth run wild man go and get yours

Rollin' thunder writers inks no crime

Never pay the fare man fuck the one time

Bombin' Coney Island how about Brighton

Just a little dude in the midst of mothafuckin' giants

Here to bomb the system so you'll recognize

All around kings Lordz of Brooklyn in the house



[Chorus]



[Verse Three: performed by ADMoney]

I'm trapped in the hatch cause the tunnels caused with 50

Work bums detects damn I got to hide bro

Runnin' through the lay up gettin' chased on the tracks

Duckin' nexts to flats with the duffle bag on my back

So now they're on my tail my face is turnin' pale

I'm prayin' oh my God I can't go to jail

Feet don't fail me now cause I'm close to the exit Rammellzee

Come on with the next shit



[Chorus]