Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Make Music, artist - Emanon. Album song The Waiting Room, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.03.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dirty Science
Song language: English
Make Music |
Turn round push up the sound and play that |
Song for me mista deejay now stay back |
Watch me mash up the dancehall the way blacc |
People dem get down you know we a play at |
Every pan beat and jump up dem a set up |
Dance till me sweat up and me whole body wet up |
Anyone who hlding up on de wall dem a betta |
Feel the mic checka stand up when I say get up |
Eeny meeny miny moe |
Music gets up in you soul |
Make me wanna wiggle my toe |
Make me wanna bust a flow |
What would you do if there was no music |
Would you make it throught the day or would you start to lose it |
I know that I’d probably go crazy |
Music makes my mind clear without it I go hazy |
Play me a sad song eyes get teary |
Play me a happy song and I’m getting cherry |
Give me a guitar and I’ll be strumming it |
Sing a negro spiritual and I’ll start humming it |
When I hear a fat beat yo I get to dancing |
When I make a dope beat I buckle up my pants and |
Buckle up my shoes and, head to the studio |
Because I be dropping shit just like a boody hole |
Whether it’s jazz or funk or soul music |
Folk songs, rock and roll I’m gone use it |
Beebop, gospel, sample it loop it |
Bang them drums and make them sound stupid |
Turn round push up the sound and play that |
Song for me mista deejay now stay back |
Watch me mash up the dancehall the way blacc |
People dem get down you know we a play at |
Every pan beat and jump up dem a set up |
Dance till me sweat up and me whole body wet up |
Anyone who hlding up on de wall dem a betta |
Feel the mic checka stand up when I say get up |
I make music for the rich and the poor in the street |
Music for heads who buy music instead of something to eat |
I make music with a pencil or pen |
A crayon or a krylon I make no matter when |
I make music when I walk on the street and shuffle my feet |
I make music in my dreams and when I’m falling asleep |
I make music because I have to The kind of music that grabs you |
Music that people cry to, music to laught to |
Music for the racing crews on the highway to crash to |
Music for real niggas in the street to mash to |
Music to blast to and music to make peace to |
Music to break the peace so you could pull out your heat to |
Music for the niggas who make music too |
And most of all I make music for you.(3x) |
Turn round push up the sound and play that |
Song for me mista deejay now stay back |
Watch me mash up the dancehall the way blacc |
People dem get down you know we a play at |
Every pan beat and jump up dem a set up |
Dance till me sweat up and me whole body wet up |
Anyone who hlding up on de wall dem a betta |
Feel the mic checka stand up when I say get up |