Information
Album Name
Strictly Business
Artist
EPMD
Genre
랩/힙합
Release Date
1988
Release Agency
Universal Music
Original

You Gots To Chill - EPMD
You gots to chill TO CHILL

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
Or stay awake and
watch the show I take
Because right now
I'm bout to shake and bake
The ERICK 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 onetwo
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
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
you gots to chill

I be the personal computer
information on rap
Like the BIZ 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
I can 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 doubleE MDEE
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 onetoone 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 DEE'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

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 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 MC's 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 digemsmacks
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

DJ La Boss
takes no shorts

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