epmd – chill lyrics

chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill

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chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah

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equipped with the rap microchip
program, apt-tude, one mo’ return, aww
(sh-t)
my face in the magazines, showin’ my eyes green
(chill)
chill, freshly dipped when i’m seen

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yo, dig, it’s the new fig for the e-double
i pack a mac-10 just in case of trouble
hot like a handle on a pot, i’m steamin’
fame and more glory than morgan freeman

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i’m the original, my style’s deformed
so it can sound crazy ill when i perform
yeah, check one two mic supreme
epmd, the rap american dream team

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the e-double’s definitely no joke
you can’t see me, even with a microscope
i’m m-ssive dope, funky, who’s deffer
yo, when i express myself like salt ‘n pepa

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erick sermon and parrish smith
the sickest, the wickest, crazy mad psycho, the slickest
hardcore rhymin’, yeah, that’s the ticket
buckwhylin’, rough enough for long island

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chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
rough enough to break new york
from long island

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chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
rough enough to break new york
from long island

,

chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
rough enough to break new york
from long island

,

chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
rough enough to break new york
from long island

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back up, boy, move easy with the hand motion
don’t even blink kid, or i’ma start smokin’
the glock hammer’s c-cked with the speed shot
twelve shots, the bust target is the brown fox

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so call me smooth talk, rhyme jaywalk with the slang talk
b-boy fanatic, straight from new york
the foundation, landmark of the rap scene
epmd in effect, i’m clockin’ mad green

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like kermit the frog, sloppy like boss hog
girl was runnin’ wild, ate her like a corndog
four mics are ready to flow in slow mo’
know the rap game just like bo knows hoes
(yeah)

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hard, you get scarred, messin’ with the hit squad
slide easy or catch a bull shucks charge
no time to ill, stay mental or puff a pill
get the macadamians, and oh yeah kid, chill

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chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
rough enough to break new york
from long island

,

chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
rough enough to break new york
from long island

,

chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
rough enough to break new york
from long island

,

chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
rough enough to break new york
from long island

,

chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill
…

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- epmd lyrics

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