(talking) Hi everybody. It's Del the Funky Homosapien, with Hieroglyphics Dopest in the World, coming with the new '96 shit! Check it out
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It's me, me, not a look-alike I know some sound alike but I'm around a mic Niggas cut! You the skit Del international, with that rational style I get the, off my consciousness and out the compasses I'm on some shit you around, in the town, clown! Rebound! Go get on your and call weakass crew so I can call protocol I don't give a shit, I to get lit ("yeah!") Split the Philly that bitch! And it hits 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 trail of Oaktown, niggas get down in more ways than one It don't stop the raising sun Mentally unstable with the rhymes that yo' cradle The author of fatal that liquidate emcees I scoop 'em with a ladle I stay ill and Outta my with mics but gotta be in before sunlight Emcees me with chains of garlic But brains are targets Then I off the carcass A lot of niggas fuss just ''cause we the for us[?] Niggas faker with they raps the Snuffleluffagus and bends, I recommend Before I make suspend When I that chin It's knowledge Mr. Del demolish ("You ain't know?") Taking you back to the days of cornbread and collards, on!
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Yeah! I perceive than the average madness get the giggles when they find my shit is pivotal The radical, fanatical who do what's natural fact, no tact, you'll get intercepted! Kept it away, from emcees ''cause know what to do wit' it Pursuing it don't mean you gonna it I slay willing women on the mattress At access got niggas yackin' I'm safes and niggas actin' fake I got the date to arrange weight About spent every on the bomb Fuck being calm, I'm like a shell-shocked vet 'Nam So to Psalms, get your palms off my dick Before I go sick and yo' ass hit the bricks I used to stay on 57th the resident bussed to it [?] To stay out late at ''cause none of these niggas is Heaven-sent I'm bent, puffin' killer-Cali hit the I lend my voice to tracks, as we's the A Public Service Announcement on how I shit I hope your blouse fit, bitch, you fight fists But if I ask you "Let's battle" you might I wax that ass on Pay-Per-View and Tha Liks The steel-cage grudge-match where there's no I'll peel that cap like bananas to Oh yeah! niggas, it figures The masterminds behind the rhymes you were yours We off with rhymes like Nas and make your brains stain the floors At last we clash the overpass
(speaking) Del: Damn, we've been waiting here for hella long, 12 Opio: I'm tellin' you, man, they wanna see me on the mic I'm you Del: All these fake ass Opio: That's why ain't came. heard me, man, they done heard me, man, I'm tellin' you Del: Talkin' about they the masters, they'll get they ass ate Opio: And sound just like you anyway, man, we out on these fools Del: I know man, be out
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Yeah! We got the ("You know!") ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") There ain't no 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 what? We got the beat ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") ("You know!") Bye!