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 rippin up
Hold nose, dead bodies are around

I leave marks under the tears of a clown
I write rhymes that shine lipstick
So much material, but not
Imperial I use

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

The stage is yours, but wait until the smoke
Rhyme sayer, and I'm here to lay a
So watch a player when he's playin in player
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 em in a dragnet
You're not complete, I'm a fragment
So creative and and outstandin'
And I be demandin' you're abandoned

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

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 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
'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 down
Visualize MC's goin
In a barrage of bullets with 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 while the freestyle's
He to battle, he must be needle-poppin

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

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

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

I and amaze, my display's a faze
Every is a maze as Uncle L slays
The that's lost in a freestyle
'Cause on the mic I'm the child

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

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

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

I want to say up to my man cool Herc
And my man Bambaataa and the Zulu Nation

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

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

I get