[Chorus: manCHILD]

This is talk music, walk, use it

Raw with the tool we just the crew to do this

Talk music, can't keep it muted

Don't win if you quit, refuse to lose it

Talk music, walk, use it

Raw with the tool we just the crew to do this

Talk music, can't keep it muted

Don't win if you quit, refuse to lose it

This is talk music, walk, use it

Raw with the tools we just the crew to do this

[Verse 1: Sivion]

Yeah, I heard you talk noise, listen dude, we talk music

Man, I do this while you misuse useless muses

The groove is where the loop hit, bruise it

Pound the sound out this groove kit

Hang around, tear it down that you 'bout to screw it

Let your Spirit lose it, and incite like this new sick movement

Bubble in your soul as I talk right to it

Christ pop a flow right through it

Do it and your light show brilliant as He [?] it

Let go of the physical and just move it

[Verse 2: Sintax.the.terrific]

Yo, I grip the handle of the sawed-off verse

Shotgun splatter my brain matter with every verse

To cross the beat like Jackson Pollock and work

Blurt my audible paints out like a rainbow skirt

First to body work and trick out the details

Sintax spit raps for both the dudes and the females

Tour like Lance with my crew and live strong

But I told you I probably won't show like [?]

I love putting talk in my music to God bless

Cause I want to touch the fans like Ron Artest

[Verse 3: manCHILD]

Whispering the simple the skill it's illing to difficult

To rhyme skips of pixels, I'm filling minutes with pitiful

I'm still involved, calling the law with all of its killer talk

Finger spittin' from Backwater to Kenesaw

All talk, all day, all work, no play

Giving me an ache in my throat that's making your soul shake

Man, [?] the Manchurian candidate

"Hey, I need to talk." I know buddy but can it wait?

Trapped in this spark box, the rumor is I can't escape

My fans will take it hard, I've got these final plans to make

We're standing in action is management for the cause

Prefer talking to God to a short round of applause

[Chorus: manCHILD]

This is talk music, walk, use it

Raw with the tool we just the crew to do this

Talk music, walk

[Verse 4: Listener]

I blast unlimited, all you gots a four bar repeater

All talk, no music, just follow the leader

Watch your first step cause it's a doozy

Take it all to the head, have you feeling woozy

Who, me? I deliver humdingers

I listen and I rap and I crack my fingers

Whoopsy daisy, I slipped on a lazy eye

And passed it to the next guy

Flood raps with more then a smidgen

So oddly, I do the talkie talkie

[Verse 5: Freddie Bruno]

Hmm. Name is Fred B. deadly hand [?] baton medley

Moving steadily, metal gear solid test me

Now what you know about respect, black?

Harbor intellect through the mesh of your ball cap

Hope you got a fall back. B-Plan and Heat fans

Battle for your latte and put it up on CSPAN

You know the name now say it, spray it, word of mouth

Nobody liked the music 'til they sat and heard us out

Now they want us out, every week, rapping on these beats

Attenders turn to thousands just to hear us come and speak

[Chorus: manCHILD]

This is talk music, walk, use it

Talk music, walk, use it

Raw with the tools we just the crew to do this

[Verse 6: Playdough]

Papa got a brand new book, let's swear it in

'Til the edges and the corners are tearing in

All the right places, five deep the space is

Sadder rhyme pattern you can chase this

Care if they don't say this

Don't make the A list, I'll take this

Pot with a pair of pocket aces

Tasted so clean; Mentadent, heaven scent

Rap with the breath, pushing life low cal record stacks

Tic a tac with a toe, better X what you know

There's a way that seems right to a man but it go nowhere

[Verse 7: Sev Statik]

Now what's that sound in your ear, well prepared

To tell the story of a man lost in the snare drum

Kick me when I'm down with the strong notes

Four lost profound melodies make sure I don't drown

These bars inside don't close at two AM

I'm flying 360s to keep us from them

It's an outrage to support Kayne and Mase

They don't spit on tracks, they spit in your face

And you love 'em cause they put Jesus in a song

Now the radio wants God? Oh, so wrong

[Chorus: manCHILD]

This is talk music, walk, use it

Raw with the tool we just the crew to do this

Talk music, can't keep it muted

Don't win if you quit, refuse to lose it

Talk music, walk, use it

Raw with the tool we just the crew to do this

Talk music, can't keep it muted

Don't win if you quit, refuse to lose it

This is talk music, walk, use it

Raw with the tools we just the crew to do this