Sense Or Nonsense

Lyrics

[Intro] It's either you get with the Sense or the Nonsense, choose wisely, nigga! [Verse 1] Peep how you make the heat from the one known as Mr. Booka Adjacent to basement, Basementality agent sensation Humiliation facing loss taken if with him You're placed in evaluative beat clusters He salivates a sleek lover of digging and instrumentalist nimbus Glimpses of him wit live sampled template pimp shit Fostered dimwits attempting with gimpеd remnants Recalibrate your wеak structures He focuses til vocaless, song made Is every track Conga, Drum, Rhodes, Guitar, MPC 2000, Bass Technic 1200 phono shred, with strong blade And more Authentic jack of all trades, notice this composer is Breakbeat compilation dependants turn Salty haters After crate master finds tune, fine tunes and multilayers Doesn't this make Sense for a son of a musician With a no-Nonsense audible vision? [Hook x2] Trackmaster jack dusty original Rap badder Black nutty and criminal B-O-O-K-A, C-A-R-N-A-G-E S-E-N-S-E O-F S-O-U-N-D [Verse 2] Hip Hop's inhuman highlight, lust Motts Attention he must clock, never smoothing Out the rough spots Always told he was hot, plus rock Get backpacker and thug props, refusing to suck cock And why the fuck not spare those in duck slots for those who have slots above locked? Cometh porky portly, to some dorky, in Nameless category But most Minnesota MCs wouldn't flow offbeat if it wasn't for thee Far from choppy jargon spindle flow mass Rococo, tempo slow, fast, un-copy carbon Simple, technical, fun rhyme, punchline, rough grime Or gross like children with cerebral palsy During lunchtime? Carnage - product of confidence, conceit And cockiness, haunted by haterism Personality of at least three who occupy one space And loath each other's gifts of Sense Orate in third person to avoid Nonsense favoritism [Hook] Trackmaster jack dusty original Rap badder Black nutty and criminal He lays the beat down, I beat down mic With a Sense of what hip hop is supposed to Sound like Trackmaster jack dusty original Rap badder Black nutty and criminal [Verse 3] S.O.S. can feed these haters dick Bless your techs and CD players with Expulsion of echelon upper structuring phonics Mustered gutter, melodic backdrops And executed rougher flucture of onyx wit Awesomely accurate fader hits Rap badder Black nutty and criminal Trackmaster jack dusty original Scratch after that, plus he the pinnacle Sound of Sense astound the dense Rhymer, producer, DJ, most likely Losers me say Later or sooner we may be sought after but Our thought matter tells us Love shouldn't dwindle if handed a knot Of fast cash, desired backlash? New release date due to necessary tour for unconquered planets to rock Stars are the limit when you understand that hip hop Is not a means of gaining acceptance Day job replacement, or corporate shackle escapement So who? Those Nonsense unemployables Or the Sense-driven teacher and counselor from the Basement? [Hook] Trackmaster jack dusty original Rap badder Black nutty and criminal B-O-O-K-A, C-A-R-N-A-G-E S-E-N-S-E O-F S-O-U-N-D [Outro] Sense, intuitive or acquired perception of what's reasonable through Senses or the intellect? Or Nonsense, anything that is of little or no importance, absurd, and useless? Choose wisely!