Luyện nghe bài hát Makin' More Music

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

Esham's with another wicket track
Some old wicket and all that
A new era, I'll the terror plus the funk
You cant rock me so try to copy my format
liquid drano but it's acid rap
I'm a so no one has to pass it back
You get rid of me, I'm the epitomy
Suckaz consider me 'cause they aint shit to me
See I get funky like dog
And dont step to me raw 'cause I aint 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 so how you gonna play me, PUNK
I the funk like a bad habit
You still chasin tricks like a silly rabbit
Show respect to the man
'cause I'm more music then your body 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 maaan

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

The radio say I'm wild I flow freestyle
So pop my in and fuck the radio dial
They wont play me I be the Unholy
Now how dat
So I had to go
Now you got the devil
On a level
Bass and
Now tryin put my records on freeze
But they cant touch so nigga nigga please
Get fore I get my backpack
Esham's gunnin 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
I'ma say I let the hit em
No rapper can fuck me
'cause days a week I be

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