Luyện nghe bài hát You Gots to Chill

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

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

* DJ K La cuts "Jungle boogie!" *

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

I'm the P, double-E,
And one I hate, is a bitin MC
When I enter the party suckers always a line
Then they ease way up, and try to bite my lines
I did thousands of shows, 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 becomes
But never the they all R.I.P
For all those unaware it means Rest In
M.D. -- stands for Microphone Doctor
And the P (capital P) capital M (capital M)
Capital D-E-E's no doubt the chief
Don't like to get ill, but if I to I kill
So me boy, you gots to chill *echoes*

* DJ K La Boss "Jungle boogie!" *

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

Intimidate MC's with the tone of my drone
When I'm on the microphone
Cause I'm the rhyme maker, MC undertaker
The one who to max and relax
And when it's time, issue
I keep their hands clappin, fingers snappin, tappin
When it's time to roll Uzi was packin
The PMD, the mic's my friend
And through the course of the party, I again and again
So if you're thinkin bout battlin you come prepared
Come witcha shield and your geared
You gots to *echoes*

* DJ K La cuts "Jungle boogie!" *