A Quote by Lil' Kim

The party don't stop, til the casket drop. — © Lil' Kim
The party don't stop, til the casket drop.

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It don't stop 'til the casket drop.
We can't stop trying til we break up our minds, til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knight.
One of the most important principles I've learned is, every so often, just drop everything. Stop racing from one party to the next.
And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand o'er your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead
Never quit, you have to resist to the utmost. 'Til you drop, like a Samurai
We'll just tour til we drop; at certain times in your life, that's the only answer.
I did 'We Can't Stop' for Rihanna, but it never worked. Every time I would play 'We Can't Stop' I was like 'this is the new 'Party in the U.S.A.'' I was like OK if I keep saying this is the new 'Party in the U.S.A.,' why don't I go to the girl who did 'Party in the U.S.A.?'
In these cases, where there is an unjust aggression, I can only say that it is licit to stop the unjust aggressor. I emphasize the word: "stop". I'm not saying drop bombs, make war, but stop the aggressor. The means used to stop him would have to be evaluated.
It ain't a party til something gets broken.
I grew up in Portugal, and people there party 'til 7 or 8 in the morning there.
The commonest error made in relation to poetry is that it consists simply in verse-making. Many confound the casket of meter and rhyme with the jewel of thought which it encloses, and, perhaps, in some instances, after close investigation, they have found the casket empty and turned away with feelings of disappointment and disgust.
Promise to my momma I'ma make it to the Top.. So I'ma keep climbing til my heartbeat drop
Tell them we'll be dancing, dancing 'til we drop, it's time to get down and do the Horizontal Bop.
Stop. Breathe those useless breaths. Drop this piece of life you’re holding to your lips. Where are you? How long have you been here? Stop now. You have to stop. Squeeze shut your stinging eyes, and take another bite.
Perfection is the satin-lined casket of creativity and originality. If you are a perfectionist, at least stop telling everybody you're one and try to get over it yourself, alone in your home with the lights off
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher, wiggle 'til you vomit fire.
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