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
Hold your nose, bodies are around

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

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

The stage is yours, but wait the smoke clears
Rhyme sayer, and I'm to lay a load
So watch a when he's playin in player mode
L's bad, and you're 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 catch em in a
You're not complete, I'm battlin' a
So and witty and outstandin'
And I be that you're abandoned

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

I know my 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 toured for bored

The was aloud, lyrics weren't endowed
a crack of the 40 and went to show em how
You like me now, but you didn't
'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]

so visual the way I'm throwin' down
Visualize MC's down
In a barrage of bullets 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
Don't try to front while the droppin
He to battle, he must be needle-poppin

You better notify your next
'Cause when I begin it's like a to the skin
If you prepared
Then you to be scared

But if you was
aware what the rhyme does
I remember when you was an
Writin' your rhymes, starin' at my

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

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

the magical wand that they're callin a mike
And when 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 what's up to my man Herc
And my man Afrika and the Zulu Nation

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

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

I get