Текст песни Epmd - Chill
Epmd - Chill слова песни
"CHILL.. CHILL.. Chill.. chill.." (*repeat 8X*)"Yeaaaah! Ha ha ha"[Erick Sermon]Equipped with the rap microchipProgram, aptitude, one mo` return, aww {shit}My face in the magazines, showin my eyes green("CHILL..") Chill, freshly dipped when I`m seenYo, dig, it`s the new fig for the E-DoubleI pack a Mac-10 just in case of troubleHot like a handle on a pot, I`m steaminFame and more glory than Morgan FreemanI`m the original, my style`s deformedSo it can sound crazy ill when I performYeah, check one two mic supremeEPMD, the rap American Dream TeamThe E-Double`s definitely no jokeYou can`t see me, even with a microscopeI`m massive dope, funky, who`s defferYo, when I express myself like Salt `N PepaErick Sermon and Parrish SmithThe sickest, the wickest, crazy mad psycho, the slickestHardcore rhymin, yeah, that`s the ticketBuckwhylin, rough enough for Long Island[Chorus: repeat all 4X]"CHILL.. CHILL.. Chill.. chill..""CHILL.. CHILL.. Chill.. chill.." "Yeaaaah! Ha ha ha""Rough enough to break New York from Long Island" -> Rakim [PMD]Back up, boy, move easy with the hand motionDon`t even blink kid, or I`ma start smokinThe glock hammer`s cocked with the speed shotTwelve shots, the bust target is the brown foxSo call me smooth talk, rhyme jaywalk wit the slang talkB-boy fanatic, straight from New YorkThe foundation, landmark of the rap sceneEPMD in effect, I`m clockin mad greenLike Kermit the Frog, sloppy like Boss HogGirl was runnin wild, ate her like a corndogFour mics are ready to flow in slow mo`Know the rap game just like Bo knows hoes("Yeaaaah! Ha ha ha")Hard, you get scarred, messin wit the Hit SquadSlide easy or catch a bullshucks chargeNo time to ill, stay mental or puff a pillGet the macadamians, and oh yeah kid, chill[Chorus]"CHILL.. CHILL.. Chill.. chill.." (*repeat to fade*)