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 and ho's
snooze or doze
'Cause I'm rippin up
Hold your nose, dead bodies are

I leave marks under the tears of a clown
I write rhymes that shine lipstick
So much material, but not
styles I use

When the mic is lifted the crowd is
Come with it, if you feel full-fledged
Or yell "Geronimo!" and off the edge
e-n-d is near when I appear

The stage is yours, but wait the smoke clears
sayer, and I'm here to lay a load
So watch a player when playin in player mode
Uncle L's bad, and you're to say
'Cause I rip the mic until the decay

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

(Eat 'em up, L)

MC's are dumb, I catch em in a
You're not complete, I'm a fragment
So and witty and outstandin'
And I be demandin' you're abandoned

In the or a wild west town
While I'm at your crib on a
Where will she No one knows
Like I said before, bring on the and ho's

I know my and my p's and q's
Just chill and listen to the cruise
All aboard, the cod is a
Some were ignored when they toured for bored

The was aloud, lyrics weren't endowed
a crack of the 40 and went to show em how
You like me now, but you before
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 goin
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 trap
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 like a needle to the skin
If you prepared
Then you ought to be

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

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

I daze and amaze, my a faze
Every is a maze as Uncle L slays
The competition that's lost in a
on the mic I'm the golden child

With the magical that they're callin a mike
And when MC's it turns into a spike

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)

(Eat em up, L)
Why don't you chill
(Eat em up, L)

I to say what's up to my man cool Herc
And my man Afrika Bambaataa and the Zulu

Know what I'm sayin'
My man Marley Marl and DJ
My man
Rush

Def Jam
We in the
Of course I say what's up to my homeboys EPMD

I get