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
snooze or doze
'Cause I'm up shows
Hold nose, dead bodies are around

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

When the mic is lifted the crowd is
Come it, if you feel you're full-fledged
Or yell "Geronimo!" and jump off the
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 when he's playin in player mode
Uncle L's bad, and soon 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 creative and and outstandin'
And I be that you're abandoned

In the desert or a wild town
While I'm at crib on a cherry-go-round
Where she stop? No one knows
Like I said before, on the mo's and ho's

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

The crowd was aloud, lyrics endowed
Took a crack of the 40 and to show em how
You me now, but you didn't before
'Cause you 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 goin
In a barrage of bullets combinated rhymes
The moral of the story is: I'ma get

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 I begin it's like a needle to the skin
If you prepared
Then you to be scared

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

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

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

the magical wand that they're callin a mike
And MC's approach it turns into 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 up to my man cool Herc
And my man Afrika and the Zulu Nation

Know what what I'm
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