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 rippin up
Hold nose, dead bodies are around

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

When the mic is the crowd is amused
Come it, if you feel you're full-fledged
Or yell "Geronimo!" and off the edge
e-n-d is near when I appear

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

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

MC's are dumb, I em in a dragnet
not complete, I'm battlin' a fragment
So and witty and outstandin'
And I be demandin' that you're

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

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

The crowd was aloud, lyrics endowed
Took a crack of the 40 and went to em how
You like me now, but you didn't
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 visual the way I'm throwin'
Visualize MC's down
In a barrage of combinated with rhymes
The moral of the story is: get mines

I saw the cord-less, boy, I'm gonna that
Your are cheesy, you found em in a mouse trap
try to front while the freestyle's droppin
He wants to battle, he be needle-poppin

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

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

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

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

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

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)
Why you just chill
(Eat em up, L)

I want to say what's up to my man cool
And my man Afrika Bambaataa and the Nation

Know what what I'm
My man Marley Marl and DJ
My man
Town

Def Jam
We in the
Of course I gotta say what's up to my homeboys

I get