M2x - The Music We Make lyrics

rate me

This is the music we make

so love it or leave it

I do it my way for the people who feel it

the industry is filled with none but hate and critique

and the development shows signs of ache and fatigue

breaking the leash and I rupture the underground

with sick flows and ill steez I sculpture the sound

floating around in a vast lyrical limbo

click with no styles I'm too f*** in grim so

jab and grab a little with the nabs who follow stencils

pencil me a verse and crash stereos in tenfolds

touching the mic and rappers act like they are menstrual

"my gosh m2X you don't need to go all mental"

up for rental

bring me to your kids birthdayparty

and I promise I'll be f*** ing sensational

check this haze and all this motherf*** ing alcohol

we'll be having a brawl

This is the music we make

so love it or leave it

I'm all up for debate

but no hatred is needed

if you need to throw a fit

or just simply talk some sh**

just gimme a call 070-F*** You b***

This is the music we make

so love it or leave it

if you don't have the skill please shut up and stay seated

so many f*** ing whores wants to settle the score

so I brought them the board but can't find 'em anymore

so much hippocracy it can't be bottled with the weed

I need to let it out or I will spark up a disease

a cross-breed pneumonia I'm coughing up cd's

hand 'em out to lovely ladies now I'm caught with STD's

got no enemies beef is underneath me

if you wanna have a sound better f*** ing feat me

damn f*** ing high!

gripping the mic releasing mad f*** ing styles

asking for trials

mastery rhymes compiled in the presence of a genious mind

on a devious grind

be so kind to take a bow for the hound

'for you're losing your soul in this hijacking sound

This is the music we make

so love it or leave it

I'm all up for debate

but no hatred is needed

if you need to throw a fit

or just simply talk some sh**

just gimme a call 070-F*** You b***

This is the music we make

...aah f*** it

you wanna spit hate so I brought you a bucket

maybe yesterday you and I were on the level

but it's the future now b*** so read up or be levelled

talking sh** is all the business you do

and sh** is the stench of every verse that you pull

I'm keeping it cool, nice and true in the underground

spitting for the crew and let the rest stumble round

m2X is the name to remember

Henuman is backing up Dr. Kravens will dismember

like a flame thrower I leave all opponents toasted

look for scarring on the ground you'll find my composed sh**

up to no sh**

I'm only joking

or maybe I don't? I can see you fellas croaking

or could it be the smoke from the wicked sh** I'm smoking

anyway whatever, begone I'm busy toking

This is the music we make

so love it or leave it

I'm all up for debate

but no hatred is needed

if you need to throw a fit

or just simply talk some sh**

just gimme a call 070-F*** You b***