Luyện nghe bài hát You Gots to Chill

Relax mind, let your conscience be free
And get down to the sounds of
Well you keep quiet while the MC rap
But if you tired -- go take a nap
Or stay awake and watch the show I
Because right now -- I'm to shake'n'bake
The E-R-I-C-K is my name, I
Thanks to the clientele, yo I well
I'm not an MC who talkin all junk
About who can who, soundin like 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
Funky maker, new jack exterminator
Destroy an employ', when your rhymes are not
Never sweatin your girl (Why P?) she's a skeezoid
When I'm on the scene I always rock the
I grab the with the crown on top
In the -- I like to let my rhymes flow
And at twelve I press control
Sit back and relax, let my tax
MC's while the Double 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 personal computer on rap
Like the B-I-Z Markie says, I'll your toes tap
I the rhymes, step by step
Make em def to maintain my rep
to come off, in case of a diss
Not worried about a thing, we can do this
I can turn the out just by standin still
Make the scream and shout while the brothers act ill
Take total control, of body and soul
Pack a nine in my pants for when time to roll

I'm the P, double-E,
And one I hate, is a bitin MC
When I enter the party always form a line
Then they ease their way up, and try to my lines
I did thousands of shows, dissed faces
And deal with new jacks, on a basis
But every now and then a sucker MC courageous
And like an epidemic it contagious
But never the they all R.I.P
For all those unaware it means In Peace
Cause M.D. -- for Microphone Doctor
And the capital P (capital P) M (capital M)
Capital D-E-E's no doubt the chief
Don't like to get ill, but if I have to I
So believe me boy, you 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 because I'm too swift
(How swift?) I'm so and that's an actual fact
I'm like Zorro, I mark a E on your
I don't swing on no ropes or no iron
The weapon is my rappin sword

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

* DJ K La Boss "Jungle boogie!" *