You Gots To Chill 歌詞
You Gots To Chill - EPMD
Composed by：Erick Sermon/Roger Troutman/Parrish Smith
You gots to chill
To chill
To chill
To chill
To chill
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Relax your mind let your conscience be free
And get down to the sounds of EPMD
Well you should keep quiet while the MC rap
But if you tired then go take a nap
Then go take a nap
Or stay awake and watch the show I take
Because right now-I'm 'bout to shake and bake
The E-R-I-C-K is my name I spell
Thanks to the clientele yo I rock well
I'm not an MC who talkin' all that junk
About who can beat who soundin' like a punk
I just get down and I go for mine
Say check one-two and run down the line
To the average MC I'm known as the terminator
Funky beat maker new jack exterminator
Destroying a ploy when your rhymes are not void
Never sweatin' your girl why P
'Cause she's a skeezoid
When I'm on the scene I always rock the spot
I grab the steel with the crown on top
In the beginnin' I like to let my rhymes flow
Rhymes flow
And at twelve I press cruise control
Sit back and relax let my rhymes tax
Maintain MC's while the double E macks
Always calm under pressure no need to act ill
Listen when I tell you boy
Boss
You gots to chill chill chill
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I be the personal computer information on rap
Like the B-I-Z Markie says I'll make your toes tap
I format the rhymes step by step
Make 'em sound def to maintain my rep
Prepared to come off in case of a diss
Not worried about a thing 'cause we can do this
'Cause we can do
Turn the party out just by standin' still
Make the ladies scream and
Shout while the brothers act ill
Take total control of your body and soul
Pack a nine in my pants for when it's time to roll
I'm the P double-E M-D-E-E
And one thing I hate is a bitin' MC
When I enter the party suckers always form a line
Then they ease their way up and try to bite my lines
I did thousands of shows dissed many faces
And deal with new jacks on a one-to-one basis
But every now and then a sucker MC gets courageous
And like an epidemic it becomes contagious
But never the least they all RIP
For all those unaware it means rest in peace
'Cause MD stands for microphone doctor
And the capital P
Capital M
Capital D-E-E's no doubt the chief rocker
Don't like to get ill but if I have to I kill
So believe me boy
You gots to chill
La Boss
La Boss
Catch every word I'm sayin' no there's no delayin'
Don't hesitate to motivate the crowd I'm not playin'
Seein' is believin' you catch my drift
Don't try to adapt because I'm just too swift
How swift I'm so swift and that's an actual fact
I'm like Zorro
I'm like Zorro I mark a E on your back
I don't swing on no ropes or no iron cords
The only weapon is my rappin' sword
Intimidate MCs with the tone of my vocal throne
When I'm pushin' on the microphone
'Cause I'm the funky rhyme maker MC undertaker
The one who likes to max and relax
And when it's time issue dig-em-smacks
I keep their hands clappin'
Fingers snappin' feet tappin'
When it's time to roll Uzi patrol is packin'
The PMD the mic's my only friend
And through the course of the party
I kill again and again
So if you're thinkin'
'Bout battlin' you better come prepared
Come with your shield and your armor geared
You gots to chill
Chill
Chill
Chill
Chill
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