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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&#39;s and ho&#39;s
Don&#39;t snooze or doze
Cause i&#39;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&#39;re full-fledged
Or yell &quot;geronimo&quot; 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&#39;m here to lay a load
So watch a player when he&#39;s playin in player mode
Uncle l&#39;s bad, and you&#39;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&#39;s are dumb, i catch em in a dragnet
You&#39;re not complete, i&#39;m battlin a fragment
So creative and witty and outstandin
And i be demandin that you&#39;re abondoned
In the desert or a wild west town
While i&#39;m at your crib on a cherry-go-round
Where will she stop? no one knows

Like i said before, bring on the mo&#39;s and ho&#39;s
I know my abc&#39;s and my p&#39;s and q&#39;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&#39;t endowed
Took a crack of the 40 and went to show em how
You like me now, but you didn&#39;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)

Future of the funk, ah

(go &#39;head, baby)
(do it)

Go &#39;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&#39;s so visual the way i&#39;m throwin down
Visualize mc&#39;s goin down
In a barrage of bullets combinated with rhymes
The moral of the story is: i&#39;ma get mines
I saw the cord-less, boy, i&#39;m gonna house that
Your rhymes are cheesy, you found em in a mouse trap
Don&#39;t try to front while the freestyle&#39;s droppin
He wants to battle, he must be needle-poppin
You better notify your next akin
Cause when i begin it&#39;s like a needle to the skin
If you wasn&#39;t prepared
Then you ought to be scared
But even if you was
You&#39;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&#39;m unique when i speak to a beat
Another rapper&#39;ll fall when the mission&#39;s complete
I daze and amaze, my display&#39;s a faze
Every phrase is a maze as uncle l slays
The competition that&#39;s lost in a freestyle
Cause on the mic i&#39;m the golden child
With the magical wand that they&#39;re callin a mike
And when mc&#39;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&#39;t you just chill
(eat em up, l)

Yeah

Yeah
I wanna say what&#39;s up to my man kool herc
And my man afrika bambaataa and the zulu nation
Know what what i&#39;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&#39;s up to my homeboys epmd
Yeah
I get busy
Peace

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