Talking Sense - Stezo

So let’s start it

It’s time to (Get retarded)

Me and my man, on the side, backin' me up

And if you come in my face i’m smackin' him up

And if you try to roll i’m jackin' him up

And after that, yo, i’m packin' 'em up

A vigilante rapper, killin' and collectin'

After this song is finished, you be respectin'

Stezo lead the man in, fire like a cannon

Instead of buckwillin', i’m gettin' tannin'

Teachers, while i’m the substitute

You’re be termininated, so give a salute

Like a yield sign, slow down and keep caution

Like Diana, i’m the one bossin'

Take it as a threat, take it the way you wanna

Either way you take it, you know you’re just gonna

End up in prison on the other side of the fence

You know why, i’m talking sense

I feel it, and it’s a good sensation

Like a 2 year old child, doing her shoe lacin'

I’m talented, and like everything I invent

Keep the cash flow flowin', and payin' the rent

I invent, with the power of a sorcerer

They call me Stezo, E, and i’m the torturer

And I claim, everything from the grain

And all the negative stuff, is bein' drained

Stop it, yes it’s science, i’m droppin' it

There ain’t an MC out there that can mop it

I’m blessed with the gift, and the music is hype

Knock a human out once, and say good night

When i’m talkin' sense, I mean intelligence

And all that stuff you’re sayin' is irrelevant

I’m not bein' Einstein or a scientist

You play with me, yo, play at your own risk

Just listen to what comes out my vent

You know why, i’m talking sense

People gather around like it’s a ritual seance

Listen to the mic control as I spray chaos

MC wish me, like I’m a god, idol

This, nonbelievers, is served the non sightful

Girlies talkin' bullets, that my life

'Cause that’s what I chose for the sacrifice

Breakin' wise on the rhythm, 'cause the beat’s so frantic

Rockin' the mic, for Blacks, Whites, and Hispanics

Shootin' the rhymes, so they come out clear

Devastated to your mind, right from the ear

Rhyme staged, like a bull on a rampage

Not a old school, but a new age

A style, that makes it so illy

So get on the dance floor from night and tilly

I, tell the DJ, to commence

And pick up the mic, and talk sense