Makin' More Music Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[D](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 don't under(splatter his
blood)stand this.
Don't you know...
Esham's back with another wicket track

[Verse 2]
[Em]Some
old wicket [D]shit and all that
A new era, I'll bring the
terror plus [Am]the funk
[Em]You can't rock me so d[D]on't
try to copy my format
Like liquid drano but it's [Am]acid rap
[D]I'm a soloist so no one
has to pass it back
You wanna get rid of me, I'm [Am]the
[Em]epitomy
Suckaz don't consider me 'cause
[D]they ain't shit to me
See I get funky like dog shit
And don't step to me
raw 'cause I ain't havin it
And if I see a microphone I'm grabbin it
[Am]And like a knife to your m[G]ind [Am]I'm stabbin it
The [B]you- N- H- O- [D]L-
why fuckin it up daily
Now [Em]I'm in your [D]system so
how you gonna play me, [Em]PUNK
I [D]drop the funk like a bad habit
You still [G]chasin after [D]tricks like a [B]silly rabbit
[D]Show respect to the
[Am]motherfuckin man
'cause I'm makin more music

[Verse 3]
then your body can stand.
[D](CHORUS)
Makin more mu[Em]sic then your
[D]body [Em]can stand
Fell this, [D]Music...
[Em]Makin more music then your
[D]body [Em]can stand[D][C][G]
[Am]If...you...feel...good....I'm your
[G]maa[Em]an

[Verse 4]
I'm like [Em]a gypsy [D]with a crystal ball
And [Em]I've seen the [D]fu ture for
all of ya'll
And it state's that I got a life long [Am]faith
To [D]kick the wicket [G]shit and I'll [D]never
get in heaven's gates
[Eb]Twelve inch plates like [D]brimstone
And don't play my jams [E]alone
'cause the [D]devils in my microphone
[Eb]Musical [F#]mad ness f[D]inna self destruct
The [Am]devil is my logo,
but it's [A]Reel Life Product
[Eb]Check [D]mic one, two, then
send a shout to
All the brothaz down with the RLP crew
Only real niggaz rock real shit
But [Am]don't fucker [G]'cause you
know how [D]ill I can [B]get
I put [D]bit after bit makin hit after hit
And if your [Em]down [D]with Esham then your
sayin that's the shit
Grab the microphone
and blaze it like a gan
[Em]'cause I'm [D]makin more music

[Verse 5]
then your body can stand
[D](CHORUS)
Makin more mu[Em]sic then your
[D]body [Em]can stand
Fell this, [D]Music...
[Em]Makin more music then your
[D]body [Em]can stand
If...y[D]ou...feel...good....I'm your[C]
[G][Am][G]
[Em]maaa[D]n

[Verse 6]
The radi[Em]o say I'm [D]wild
'cause I flow free[Am]style
So [Em]pop my tape in and fuck the
[D]radio dial
They won't [E]play me [D]'cause
I be the Unholy
Now [Em]how dat sound?
[D]So I had to go underground
[Eb]Now you got [F#]the ghetto devil
On a [Abm]dif ferent level
Bass and Treble
[Ebm]Now they try in[F#] put my
records on freeze
But they [Abm]can't touch [Am]these
so [A]nigga nigga [D]please
Get [Eb]back fore I [D]get my [G]back
pack
Esham's gunnin down the
[D]whole [B]wackpack
[D]You can run, but you can't hide
The [Em]only way [D]out is suicide
Through the rythym, throat's
I'm slittin em
[Am]And if they [Em]ask me how I did em
I'ma [D]say I let the rythym hit em
[E]No rap[D]per can fuck with me
[G]'cause 24- 7 days a
[Am]week [B]I be

[Verse 7]
[Em](CHORUS)
Makin more music then your
[D]body [Am]can stand
[Em]Fell this, Music[D]...
Makin more mu[Em]sic then your
[D]body [Em]can stand
[D]If...you...feel...
[C]good....I'm your maaan[G]
[Am]