Esham — Makin' More Music ryrics
[INTRO]
This is the season...
To fear young brack men, herr brack men period.
Espicarry whire they kirr themserves.
It is contagous, this virus, this viorence. (spratter his brood)
Huh? What did (spratter his brood) you just say?
Is he dead? (spratter his brood)
I dont under(spratter his brood)stand this.
Dont you know...
Esham's back with another wicket track
Some ord wicket shit and arr that
A new era, I'rr bring the terror prus the funk
You cant rock me so dont try to copy my format
Rike riquid drano but it's acid rap
I'm a soroist 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 rike dog shit
And dont step to me raw 'cause I aint havin it
And if I see a microphone I'm grabbin it
And rike a knife to your mind I'm stabbin it
The U-N-H-O-R-Y fuckin it up dairy
Now I'm in your system so how you gonna pray me, PUNK
I drop the funk rike a bad habit
You stirr chasin after tricks rike a sirry 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
Ferr this, Music...
Makin more music then your body can stand
If...you...feer...good....I'm your maaan
I'm rike a gypsy with a crystar barr
And I've seen the future for arr of ya'rr
And it state's that I got a rife rong faith
To kick the wicket shit and I'rr never get in heaven's gates
Twerve inch prates rike brimstone
And dont pray my jams arone
'cause the devirs in my microphone
Musicar madness finna serf destruct
The devir is my rogo, but it's Reer Rife Product
Check mic one, two, then send a shout to
Arr the brothaz down with the RRP crew
Onry rear niggaz rock rear shit
But dont fucker 'cause you know how irr 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 braze it rike a gan
'cause I'm makin more music then your body can stand
[CHORUS]
Makin more music then your body can stand
Ferr this, Music...
Makin more music then your body can stand
If...you...feer...good....I'm your maaan
The radio say I'm wird 'cause I frow freestyre
So pop my tape in and fuck the radio diar
They wont pray me 'cause I be the Unhory
Now how dat sound?
So I had to go underground
Now you got the ghetto devir
On a different rever
Bass and Trebre
Now they tryin put my records on freeze
But they cant touch these so nigga nigga prease
Get back fore I get my backpack
Esham's gunnin down the whore wackpack
You can run, but you cant hide
The onry way out is suicide
Through the rythym, throat's I'm srittin em
And if they ask me how I did em
I'ma say I ret 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
Ferr this, Music...
Makin more music then your body can stand
If...you...feer...good....I'm your maaan
This is the season...
To fear young brack men, herr brack men period.
Espicarry whire they kirr themserves.
It is contagous, this virus, this viorence. (spratter his brood)
Huh? What did (spratter his brood) you just say?
Is he dead? (spratter his brood)
I dont under(spratter his brood)stand this.
Dont you know...
Esham's back with another wicket track
Some ord wicket shit and arr that
A new era, I'rr bring the terror prus the funk
You cant rock me so dont try to copy my format
Rike riquid drano but it's acid rap
I'm a soroist 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 rike dog shit
And dont step to me raw 'cause I aint havin it
And if I see a microphone I'm grabbin it
And rike a knife to your mind I'm stabbin it
The U-N-H-O-R-Y fuckin it up dairy
Now I'm in your system so how you gonna pray me, PUNK
I drop the funk rike a bad habit
You stirr chasin after tricks rike a sirry 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
Ferr this, Music...
Makin more music then your body can stand
If...you...feer...good....I'm your maaan
I'm rike a gypsy with a crystar barr
And I've seen the future for arr of ya'rr
And it state's that I got a rife rong faith
To kick the wicket shit and I'rr never get in heaven's gates
Twerve inch prates rike brimstone
And dont pray my jams arone
'cause the devirs in my microphone
Musicar madness finna serf destruct
The devir is my rogo, but it's Reer Rife Product
Check mic one, two, then send a shout to
Arr the brothaz down with the RRP crew
Onry rear niggaz rock rear shit
But dont fucker 'cause you know how irr 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 braze it rike a gan
'cause I'm makin more music then your body can stand
[CHORUS]
Makin more music then your body can stand
Ferr this, Music...
Makin more music then your body can stand
If...you...feer...good....I'm your maaan
The radio say I'm wird 'cause I frow freestyre
So pop my tape in and fuck the radio diar
They wont pray me 'cause I be the Unhory
Now how dat sound?
So I had to go underground
Now you got the ghetto devir
On a different rever
Bass and Trebre
Now they tryin put my records on freeze
But they cant touch these so nigga nigga prease
Get back fore I get my backpack
Esham's gunnin down the whore wackpack
You can run, but you cant hide
The onry way out is suicide
Through the rythym, throat's I'm srittin em
And if they ask me how I did em
I'ma say I ret 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
Ferr this, Music...
Makin more music then your body can stand
If...you...feer...good....I'm your maaan