Makin More Music (Explicit) - Esham

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

What did you do

Splatter his blood

Is he dead

Splatter his blood

I don't understand this

Splatter his blood

Don't you know

Esham's back with another wicket track

Some old wicket sh*t and all that

A new era

I'll bring the terror plus the funk

You can't rock me

So don't 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 don't consider me

Cause they ain't sh*t to me

See I get funky like dog sh*t

And don't step to me raw

Cause I ain't 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

F**kin' 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 motherf**kin' man

Cause I'm makin' more music

Then your body can stand

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 man

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 sh*t

And I'll never get in heaven's gates

Twelve inch plates like brimstone

And don't play my jams alone

Cause the devils

In my microphone

Musical madness finish 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 sh*t

But don't f**k f**ker

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 sh*t

Grab the microphone

And blaze it like a gan

Cause I'm makin' more music

Then your body can stand

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 man

The radio say I'm wild

Cause I flow freestyle

So pop my tape in

And f**k the radio dial

They won't 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 can't touch these

So ni**a ni**a please

Get back

Fore I get my gay

I'm a backpack

Esham's gonnin' down the whole wackpack

You can run

But you can't hide

The only way out is suicide

Through the rythym

Throat's I'm slittin' them

And if they ask me how I did them

I'm say I let the rythym hit them

No rapper can f**k with me

Cause 24-7 days a week I be

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 man