Eat ’Em Up L Chill Chill Remix by LL Cool J Lyrics
[Intro]
L, rip it up
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
[Chorus]
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 hoes
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 tune decay
[Chorus]
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 abandoned
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 hoes
I know my ABC's and my P's and Q's
Just chill and listen to the rhyme cruise
All aboard, the cord is a reward
Some were ignored when they toured 'fore they board
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
[Chorus]
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
[Bridge]
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet, LL rip it
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet
Future of the funk, ah
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet
Go 'head, baby
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet, LL rip it
[Chorus]
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Yo, eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
[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 cordless, 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 of kin
'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
Tsk-tsk (Ha-choo) 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 mic
And when MC's approach it turns into a spike
[Chorus]
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)
[Interlude]
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet while LL rip it up
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet while LL rip it up
[Outro]
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
My man B-Blast
Rush Town
Def Jam
We in the house
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
Of course I gotta say what's up to my homeboys EPMD
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
Yeah
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
I get busy
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
Peace
Ah, ha ha ha ha, ah yeah
Eat 'em up, L
Eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
Chill, man
I eat 'em up, yo
Yo, chill with that, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
Yo, chill; chill, yo
Ah yeah, I'ma babysit this
L, rip it up
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
[Chorus]
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 hoes
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 tune decay
[Chorus]
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 abandoned
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 hoes
I know my ABC's and my P's and Q's
Just chill and listen to the rhyme cruise
All aboard, the cord is a reward
Some were ignored when they toured 'fore they board
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
[Chorus]
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
[Bridge]
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet, LL rip it
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet
Future of the funk, ah
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet
Go 'head, baby
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet, LL rip it
[Chorus]
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Yo, eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
Chill
(Eat 'em up, L)
[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 cordless, 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 of kin
'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
Tsk-tsk (Ha-choo) 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 mic
And when MC's approach it turns into a spike
[Chorus]
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)
[Interlude]
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet while LL rip it up
Jump up, jump up, everybody jump up
Jump up on your feet while LL rip it up
[Outro]
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
My man B-Blast
Rush Town
Def Jam
We in the house
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
Of course I gotta say what's up to my homeboys EPMD
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
Yeah
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
I get busy
("Bring on the mo's and hoes")
Peace
Ah, ha ha ha ha, ah yeah
Eat 'em up, L
Eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
Chill, man
I eat 'em up, yo
Yo, chill with that, yo
I eat 'em up, yo
Yo, chill; chill, yo
Ah yeah, I'ma babysit this