Luyện nghe bài hát You Gots to Chill

Relax your mind, let your conscience be
And get down to the of EPMD
Well you keep quiet while the MC rap
But if you tired -- go take a nap
Or stay and watch the show I take
Because right now -- I'm bout to
The is my name, I spell
Thanks to the clientele, yo I well
I'm not an MC who talkin all that
About who can beat who, soundin a punk
I just get down and I go for
Say 'check one-two', and run down the

To the average MC I'm known as The
beat maker, new jack exterminator
Destroy an employ', when your are not void
Never sweatin your girl (Why P?) Cause she's a
When I'm on the scene I always the spot
I grab the steel with the on top
In the beginnin -- I like to let my rhymes
And at twelve I press cruise
Sit back and relax, let my tax
Maintain MC's while the E macks
Always under pressure, no need to act ill
when I tell you boy, you gots to chill *echoes*

* DJ K La cuts "Jungle boogie!" *

I be the computer information on rap
Like the Markie says, I'll make your toes tap
I format the rhymes, by step
Make em sound def to my rep
to come off, in case of a diss
Not worried about a thing, we can do this
I can turn the party out just by standin
Make the ladies scream and shout the brothers act ill
Take total control, of your body and
Pack a nine in my pants for when it's time to

I'm the P, double-E,
And one I hate, is a bitin MC
When I the party suckers always form a line
Then they ease their way up, and try to my lines
I did of shows, dissed many faces
And with new jacks, on a one-to-one basis
But every now and then a sucker MC courageous
And like an epidemic it contagious
But the least they all R.I.P
For all those unaware it means In Peace
Cause M.D. -- stands for Microphone
And the P (capital P) capital M (capital M)
D-E-E's no doubt the chief rocker
Don't like to get ill, but if I to I kill
So believe me boy, you gots to chill

* DJ K La cuts "Jungle boogie!" *

Catch every I'm sayin, no there's no delayin
Don't hestitate to motivate the I'm not playin
Seeing is believin, you catch my
Don't try to a-dapt because I'm just too
(How swift?) I'm so and that's an actual fact
I'm like Zorro, I mark a E on back
I don't swing on no or no iron cords
The only weapon is my rappin

Intimidate MC's with the tone of my drone
When I'm pushin on the
Cause I'm the funky rhyme maker, MC
The one who likes to max and
And when time, issue diggum-smack
I keep hands clappin, fingers snappin, feet tappin
When it's time to Uzi patrol was packin
The PMD, the mic's my friend
And the course of the party, I kill again and again
So if thinkin bout battlin you better come prepared
Come witcha shield and your armor
You gots to chill

* DJ K La Boss "Jungle boogie!" *