Luyện nghe bài hát You Gots to Chill

Relax your mind, let conscience be free
And get to the sounds of EPMD
Well you should quiet while the MC rap
But if you -- then go take a nap
Or stay awake and watch the show I
Because now -- I'm bout to shake'n'bake
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 who, soundin like 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 rhymes are not void
Never your girl (Why P?) Cause she's a skeezoid
When I'm on the scene I always the spot
I the steel with the crown on top
In the beginnin -- I to let my rhymes flow
And at twelve I press cruise
Sit back and relax, let my tax
Maintain MC's while the Double E
Always under pressure, no need to act ill
Listen when I tell you boy, you to chill *echoes*

* DJ K La cuts "Jungle boogie!" *

I be the personal information on rap
Like the B-I-Z Markie says, I'll your toes tap
I format the rhymes, step by
Make em sound def to my rep
Prepared to off, in case of a diss
Not about a thing, cause we can do this
I can the party out just by standin still
the ladies scream and shout while the brothers act ill
Take control, of your body and soul
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 enter the suckers always form a line
they ease their way up, and try to bite my lines
I did of shows, dissed many faces
And deal with new jacks, on a one-to-one
But every now and then a sucker MC courageous
And an epidemic it becomes contagious
But the least they all R.I.P
For all those unaware it means In Peace
M.D. -- stands for Microphone Doctor
And the capital P (capital P) M (capital M)
D-E-E's no doubt the chief rocker
Don't to get ill, but if I have to I kill
So believe me boy, you gots to chill

* DJ K La Boss "Jungle boogie!" *

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

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

* DJ K La cuts "Jungle boogie!" *