Luyện nghe bài hát Makin' More Music

(INTRO)
is the season...
To fear young men, hell black men period.
Espically while kill themselves.
It is contagous, this virus, violence. (splatter his blood)
Huh? What did (splatter his blood) you just
Is he (splatter his blood)
I under(splatter his blood)stand this.
you know...

Esham's back with another track
Some old wicket shit and all
A new era, I'll bring the plus the funk
You cant rock me so dont try to copy my
Like liquid drano but acid rap
I'm a soloist so no one has to it back
You get rid of me, I'm the epitomy
Suckaz dont consider me 'cause they shit to me
See I get funky dog shit
And step to me raw 'cause I aint havin it
And if I see a I'm grabbin it
And like a knife to your I'm stabbin it
The fuckin it up daily
Now I'm in your system so how you gonna play me,
I the funk like a bad habit
You still chasin after tricks a silly rabbit
Show to the motherfuckin man
'cause I'm makin more music your body can stand.

(CHORUS)
Makin more music then your can stand
this, Music...
Makin music then your body can stand
If...you...feel...good....I'm maaan

I'm like a with a crystal ball
And seen the future for all of ya'll
And it that I got a life long faith
To kick the shit and I'll never get in heaven's gates
Twelve inch plates like
And dont play my jams
'cause the devils in my
Musical madness finna self
The devil is my logo, but Reel Life Product
Check mic one, two, then send a to
All the down with the RLP crew
real niggaz rock real shit
But dont 'cause you know how ill I can get
I put bit after bit makin hit hit
And if your down with Esham your sayin that's the shit
the microphone and blaze it like a gan
'cause I'm makin more music then your can stand

(CHORUS)
Makin music then your body can stand
this, Music...
Makin more music your body can stand
If...you...feel...good....I'm your

The radio say I'm wild 'cause I freestyle
So pop my tape in and the radio dial
They wont me 'cause I be the Unholy
Now how dat
So I had to go
Now you got the ghetto
On a level
and Treble
Now they tryin put my records on
But they cant touch these so nigga please
Get fore I get my backpack
gunnin down the whole wackpack
You can run, but you cant
The way out is suicide
the rythym, throat's I'm slittin em
And if ask me how I did em
say I let the rythym hit em
No can fuck with me
'cause days a week I be

(CHORUS)
Makin more music your body can stand
this, Music...
Makin more music your body can stand
If...you...feel...good....I'm maaan