Makin’ More Music Esham

[INTRO]
This is the season to fear young black men
Hell, black men, period
Especially while they kill themselves
It is contagious, this virus, this violence
(Splash blood)
What did you?
(Splash blood)
Is he dead?
(Splash blood)
I don't understand this
(Splash blood)
Don't you know that-

[VERSE 1]
Esham's back with another wicked track
Some more Wicket Shit 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 epitome
Suckas don't consider me 'cause they ain't shit to me
See, I get funky like dog shit
And don't step to me wrong 'cause I ain't havin' it
And if I see a microphone I'm grabbin' it
And like a knife to ya mind I'm stabbin' it
The U-N-H-O-L-Y fuckin' it up daily
Now I'm in ya system so how ya gon' play me
Punk, I drop the funk like a bad habit
You still chasin' after tricks like a silly rabbit
Show respect to the motherfuckin' man
'Cause I'm makin' more music than ya body can stand