Текст (слова) песни: Ll Cool J - Eat `Em Up L Chill

Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)

[ VERSE 1 ]
Bring on the mo`s and ho`s
Don`t snooze or doze
Cause I`m rippin up shows
Hold your nose, dead bodies are around
I leave scratch marks under the tears of a clown
I write rhymes that shine like lipstick
So much material, but not materialistic
Imperial styles I use
When the mic is lifted the crowd is amused
Come with it, if you feel you`re full-fledged
Or yell "Geronimo!" and jump off the edge
Your e-n-d is near when I appear
The stage is yours, but wait until the smoke clears
Rhyme sayer, and I`m here to lay a load
So watch a player when he`s playin in player mode
Uncle L`s bad, and you`re soon to say
Cause I rip the mic until the toon decay

Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)

[ VERSE 2 ]
MC`s are dumb, I catch em in a dragnet
You`re not complete, I`m battlin a fragment
So creative and witty and outstandin
And I be demandin that you`re abondoned
In the desert or a wild west town
While I`m at your crib on a cherry-go-round
Where will she stop? No one knows
Like I said before, bring on the mo`s and ho`s
I know my abc`s and my p`s and q`s
Just chill and listen to the rhyme cruise
All aboard, the cod is a reward
Some were ignored when they toured for they bored
The crowd was aloud, lyrics weren`t endowed
Took a crack of the 40 and went to show em how
You like me now, but you didn`t before
Cause you forgot I was raw

Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Yo, eat em up, L)

Ah

Future of the funk, ah

(Go `head, baby)
(Do it)

Go `head, baby
(Do it)
Yeah
(Do it)

Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Yo, eat em up, L) [2x]

[ VERSE 3 ]
It`s so visual the way I`m throwin down
Visualize MC`s goin down
In a barrage of bullets combinated with rhymes
The moral of the story is: I`ma get mines
I saw the cord-less, boy, I`m gonna house that
Your rhymes are cheesy, you found em in a mouse trap
Don`t try to front while the freestyle`s droppin
He wants to battle, he must be needle-poppin
You better notify your next akin
Cause when I begin it`s like a needle to the skin
If you wasn`t prepared
Then you ought to be scared
But even if you was
You`re aware what the rhyme does
I remember when you was an amateur
Writin your rhymes, starin at my signature
Bought the album, analyzed the style
Tisk-tisk (Hatchew!) God bless you, child
I`m unique when I speak to a beat
Another rapper`ll fall when the mission`s complete
I daze and amaze, my display`s a faze
Every phrase is a maze as Uncle L slays
The competition that`s lost in a freestyle
Cause on the mic I`m the golden child
With the magical wand that they`re callin a mike
And when MC`s approach it turns into a spike

Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Chill
(Eat em up, L)
Why don`t you just chill
(Eat em up, L)

Yeah

Yeah
I wanna say what`s up to my man Kool Herc
And my man Afrika Bambaataa and the Zulu Nation
Know what what I`m sayin
My man Marley Marl and DJ Clash
My man B-Blast
Rush Town
Def Jam
We in the house
Of course I gotta say what`s up to my homeboys EPMD
Yeah
I get busy
Peace

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Ll Cool J - Eat `Em Up L Chill Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) [ VERSE 1 ] Bring on the mo`s and ho`s Don`t snooze or doze Cause I`m rippin up shows Hold your nose, dead bodies are around I leave scratch marks under the tears of a clown I write rhymes that shine like lipstick So much material, but not materialistic Imperial styles I use When the mic is lifted the crowd is amused Come with it, if you feel you`re full-fledged Or yell "Geronimo!" and jump off the edge Your e-n-d is near when I appear The stage is yours, but wait until the smoke clears Rhyme sayer, and I`m here to lay a load So watch a player when he`s playin in player mode Uncle L`s bad, and you`re soon to say Cause I rip the mic until the toon decay Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) [ VERSE 2 ] MC`s are dumb, I catch em in a dragnet You`re not complete, I`m battlin a fragment So creative and witty and outstandin And I be demandin that you`re abondoned In the desert or a wild west town While I`m at your crib on a cherry-go-round Where will she stop? No one knows Like I said before, bring on the mo`s and ho`s I know my abc`s and my p`s and q`s Just chill and listen to the rhyme cruise All aboard, the cod is a reward Some were ignored when they toured for they bored The crowd was aloud, lyrics weren`t endowed Took a crack of the 40 and went to show em how You like me now, but you didn`t before Cause you forgot I was raw Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Yo, eat em up, L) Ah Future of the funk, ah (Go `head, baby) (Do it) Go `head, baby (Do it) Yeah (Do it) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Yo, eat em up, L) [2x] [ VERSE 3 ] It`s so visual the way I`m throwin down Visualize MC`s goin down In a barrage of bullets combinated with rhymes The moral of the story is: I`ma get mines I saw the cord-less, boy, I`m gonna house that Your rhymes are cheesy, you found em in a mouse trap Don`t try to front while the freestyle`s droppin He wants to battle, he must be needle-poppin You better notify your next akin Cause when I begin it`s like a needle to the skin If you wasn`t prepared Then you ought to be scared But even if you was You`re aware what the rhyme does I remember when you was an amateur Writin your rhymes, starin at my signature Bought the album, analyzed the style Tisk-tisk (Hatchew!) God bless you, child I`m unique when I speak to a beat Another rapper`ll fall when the mission`s complete I daze and amaze, my display`s a faze Every phrase is a maze as Uncle L slays The competition that`s lost in a freestyle Cause on the mic I`m the golden child With the magical wand that they`re callin a mike And when MC`s approach it turns into a spike Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Chill (Eat em up, L) Why don`t you just chill (Eat em up, L) Yeah Yeah I wanna say what`s up to my man Kool Herc And my man Afrika Bambaataa and the Zulu Nation Know what what I`m sayin My man Marley Marl and DJ Clash My man B-Blast Rush Town Def Jam We in the house Of course I gotta say what`s up to my homeboys EPMD Yeah I get busy Peace Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Eat `Em Up L Chill: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/6846.html Все тексты песен: Ll Cool J » Ll Cool J - I Can`t Live Without My Radio » Ll Cool J - Lollipop » Ll Cool J - Radio » Ll Cool J - Why Do You Think They Call it Dope? » Ll Cool J - Hit Factory Freestyle » Ll Cool J - This Is For The Lover In You » Ll Cool J - Homicide » Ll Cool J - Cheesy Rat Blues » Ll Cool J - How I`m Comin` » Ll Cool J - 6 Minutes Of Pleasure » Ll Cool J - Get Da Drop On Em » Ll Cool J - Ill Bomb » Ll Cool J - Imagine That » Ll Cool J - Amazin` » Ll Cool J - Droppin Em » Ll Cool J - Queens Is » Ll Cool J - Amazin » Ll Cool J - The G.O.A.T. (Greatest of All Time) » Ll Cool J - Crime Stories » Ll Cool J - Born To Love You Рекомендуем скачать: » Bill Miller - Blessing Wind » black label society - All For You » Bob Seger - It`s A Mystery » Black Eyed Peas - Bebot » Bad Religion - incomplete \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Bukshot - One More For the Hataz » Bee Gees - Wish You Were Here » battiato franco - L`esodo » Beck - Diskobox » Blackfoot - Good Morning » Buck-0-nine - Tear Jerky » Beatles - lady madonna \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Big Punisher - Dramacide » Bobby Bare - Truck Driver Truck Driver » Bee Gees - Birdie Told Me » Blink 182 - lemmings \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Boyz II Men - Youre Not Alone » blood for blood - The Strain » Bella Morte - Fall No More » Belphegor - Vomit Upon The Cross
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