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 mo's and
Don't snooze or
I'm rippin up shows
Hold nose, dead bodies are around

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

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

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

In the desert or a wild town
While I'm at your crib on a
will 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
Just and listen to the rhyme cruise
All aboard, the cod is a
Some were ignored when they toured for 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 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]

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 house that
Your rhymes are cheesy, you found em in a mouse
Don't try to front the freestyle's droppin
He to battle, he must be needle-poppin

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

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

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

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

With the magical wand 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 up to my man cool Herc
And my man Afrika Bambaataa and the Zulu

Know what I'm sayin'
My man Marl and DJ Clash
My man
Town

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

I get