Eat Em Up L Chill - LL Cool J

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