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 H