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Makin' More Music

(INTRO)

This is the season...

To fear young black men, hell black men period.

Espically while they kill themselves.

It is contagous, this virus, this violence. (splatter his blood)

Huh? What did (splatter his blood) you just say?

Is he dead? (splatter his blood)

I dont under(splatter his blood)stand this.

Dont you know...

Esham's back with another wicket track

Some old wicket shit and all that

A new era, I'll bring the terror plus the funk

You cant rock me so dont try to copy my format

Like liquid drano but it's acid rap

I'm a soloist so no one has to pass it back

You wanna get rid of me, I'm the epitomy

Suckaz dont consider me 'cause they aint shit to me

See I get funky like dog shit

And dont step to me raw 'cause I aint havin it

And if I see a microphone I'm grabbin it

And like a knife to your mind I'm stabbin it

The U-N-H-O-L-Y fuckin it up daily

Now I'm in your system so how you gonna play me, PUNK

I drop the funk like a bad habit

You still chasin after tricks like a silly rabbit

Show respect to the motherfuckin man

'cause I'm makin more music then your body can stand.

(CHORUS)

Makin more music then your body can stand

Fell this, Music...

Makin more music then your body can stand

If...you...feel...good....I'm your maaan

I'm like a gypsy with a crystal ball

And I've seen the future for all of ya'll

And it state's that I got a life long faith

To kick the wicket shit and I'll never get in heaven's gates

Twelve inch plates like brimstone

And dont play my jams alone

'cause the devils in my microphone

Musical madness finna self destruct

The devil is my logo, but it's Reel Life Product

Check mic one, two, then send a shout to

All the brothaz down with the RLP crew

Only real niggaz rock real shit

But dont fucker 'cause you know how ill I can get

I put bit after bit makin hit after hit

And if your down with Esham then your sayin that's the shit

Grab the microphone and blaze it like a gan

'cause I'm makin more music then your body can stand

(CHORUS)

Makin more music then your body can stand

Fell this, Music...

Makin more music then your body can stand

If...you...feel...good....I'm your maaan

The radio say I'm wild 'cause I flow freestyle

So pop my tape in and fuck the radio dial

They wont play me 'cause I be the Unholy

Now how dat sound?

So I had to go underground

Now you got the ghetto devil

On a different level

Bass and Treble

Now they tryin put my records on freeze

But they cant touch these so nigga nigga please

Get back fore I get my backpack

Esham's gunnin down the whole wackpack

You can run, but you cant hide

The only way out is suicide

Through the rythym, throat's I'm slittin em

And if they ask me how I did em

I'ma say I let the rythym hit em

No rapper can fuck with me

'cause 24-7 days a week I be

(CHORUS)

Makin more music then your body can stand

Fell this, Music...

Makin more music then your body can stand

If...you...feel...good....I'm your maaan

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