Luyện nghe bài hát Eat Em Up L Chill

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

Bring on the and ho's
Don't snooze or
'Cause I'm up shows
your nose, dead bodies are around

I leave scratch marks the tears of a clown
I write that shine like lipstick
So material, but not materialistic
Imperial I use

When the mic is the crowd is amused
with it, if you feel you're full-fledged
Or yell "Geronimo!" and jump off the
Your is near when I appear

The stage is yours, but until the smoke clears
sayer, and I'm here to lay a load
So watch a player when playin in player mode
Uncle L's bad, and soon to say
'Cause I rip the mic until the toon

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

MC's are dumb, I catch em in a
You're not complete, I'm a fragment
So creative and witty and
And I be demandin' that abandoned

In the desert or a wild west
While I'm at your on a cherry-go-round
Where will she stop? No one
Like I before, bring on the mo's and ho's

I my abc's and my p's and q's
chill and listen to the rhyme cruise
All aboard, the cod is a
Some were ignored when they for they bored

The crowd was aloud, weren't endowed
Took a of the 40 and went to show em how
You like me now, but you before
you forgot I was raw

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

(Yo, eat em up, L)

Ah
of the funk, ah
(Go 'head, baby)
(Do it)

Go 'head,
(Do it)

(Do it)

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

(Yo, eat em up, L) x 2]

It's so the way I'm throwin' down
Visualize goin down
In a barrage of bullets combinated with
The moral of the story is: get mines

I saw the cord-less, boy, I'm gonna that
Your rhymes are cheesy, you em in a mouse trap
Don't try to front the freestyle's droppin
He to battle, he must be needle-poppin

You better notify your akin
'Cause when I begin it's a needle to the skin
If you wasn't
Then you ought to be

But if you was
You're aware what the does
I remember when you was an
Writin' rhymes, starin' at my signature

Bought the album, the style
Tisk-tisk (Hatchew!) God bless you,
I'm unique I speak to a beat
rapper'll fall when the mission's complete

I daze and amaze, my a faze
Every phrase is a as Uncle L slays
The competition lost in a freestyle
on the mic I'm the golden child

With the wand that they're callin a mike
And when MC's approach it into a spike

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)
Why don't you just
(Eat em up, L)

I want to say what's up to my man Herc
And my man Afrika and the Zulu Nation

what what I'm sayin'
My man Marl and DJ Clash
My man
Rush

Def Jam
We in the
Of course I gotta say up to my homeboys EPMD

I get