(talking) Hi everybody. It's Del the Funky Homosapien, with Hieroglyphics Dopest crew in the World, with the new '96 shit! Check it out
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It's me, me, not a look-alike I know some alike but when I'm around a mic Niggas cut! You know the Del Rapper international, with that rational I get the, shit off my and Pull out the I'm on some shit you around, in the town, clown! Rebound! Go get on your and call Your weakass crew so I can protocol I don't a shit, I wants to get lit ("yeah!") the Philly roll that bitch! And it better correct and right Make sure po-po out of Or they have us locked up tonight, sike! We in the cut with the best available Peelt out laughin' in a of smoke Oaktown, where niggas get down in more than one It stop till the raising sun Mentally unstable with the rhymes that yo' cradle The author of fatal flows that liquidate Then I scoop 'em with a I ill and psyched Outta my mind with mics but be in before sunlight Emcees approach me with of garlic But their are targets Then I off the carcass A lot of niggas fuss just ''cause we the for us[?] Niggas with they raps than the Snuffleluffagus and bends, I recommend Before I make blood I check that chin It's common knowledge Mr. Del ("You ain't know?") Taking you back to the days of and collards, come on!
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Yeah! I perceive more than the madness Niggas get the when they find my shit is pivotal The radical, hip-hop fanatical who do natural fact, no tact, you'll get intercepted! Kept it away, from ''cause they know what to do wit' it Pursuing it don't you gonna catch it I slay women backwards on the mattress At this got niggas yackin' I'm crackin' safes and niggas fake I got the date to your weight About spent cent on the bomb Fuck calm, I'm like a shell-shocked vet from 'Nam So turn to Psalms, get your off my dick Before I go sick and make yo' ass hit the I to stay on 57th the resident bussed to havin' it [?] To stay out late at night ''cause none of niggas is Heaven-sent I'm bent, puffin' killer-Cali hit the I my voice to tracks, as we's the instrument A Public Service on how I house shit I hope your blouse fit, bitch, you fight fists But if I ask you "Let's battle" you resist I wax ass on Pay-Per-View and invite Tha Liks The steel-cage where there's no escape I'll peel that cap bananas to apes Oh yeah! niggas, it figures The masterminds behind the rhymes you claim yours We lick off with rhymes like Nas and your brains stain the floors At last we clash the overpass
(speaking) Del: Damn, we've been waiting here for hella long, 12 I'm tellin' you, man, they don't wanna see me on the mic I'm you All these fake ass niggas Opio: That's why ain't came. They heard me, man, done heard me, man, I'm tellin' you Del: Talkin' about the freestyle masters, they'll get they ass ate Opio: And they just like you anyway, man, we out on these fools I know man, let's be out
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Yeah! We got the ("You know!") ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") ain't no doubt about it, we got the beat ("You know!") ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") From Oakland, to all the World ("You know!") ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") You know We got the beat ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") ("You know!") Bye!