(talking) Hi everybody. It's Del the Funky Homosapien, down with Dopest in the World, coming with the new '96 shit! Check it out
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It's me, really me, not a I know some sound alike but when I'm a mic cut! You know the skit Del Rapper international, with that style I get the, shit off my and out the compasses I'm on shit you ain't around, in the town, clown! Rebound! Go get on your and call Your weakass so I can call protocol I don't give a shit, I to get lit ("yeah!") Split the Philly roll bitch! And it better correct and right Make po-po out of sight Or they gonna us locked up tonight, sike! We in the cut with the bomb available Peelt out laughin' in a of smoke Oaktown, where get down in more ways than one It don't stop till the sun Mentally unstable the rhymes that rock yo' cradle The author of fatal flows liquidate emcees I scoop 'em with a ladle I stay ill and Outta my mind mics but gotta be in before sunlight Emcees approach me with of garlic But their brains are I dump off the carcass A lot of niggas just ''cause we the best for us[?] Niggas with they raps than the Snuffleluffagus Lifts and bends, I Before I make blood When I check that It's common knowledge Mr. Del ("You ain't know?") Taking you to the days of cornbread and collards, come on!
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Yeah! I more than the average madness Niggas get the giggles when they find my is pivotal The radical, hip-hop fanatical who do natural fact, no tact, you'll get intercepted! Kept it away, from ''cause they Wouldn't what to do wit' it Pursuing it mean you gonna catch it I willing women backwards on the mattress At this got niggas yackin' I'm safes and niggas actin' fake I got the date to arrange weight spent every cent on the bomb Fuck being calm, I'm like a vet from 'Nam So turn to Psalms, get your off my dick I go sick and make yo' ass hit the bricks I used to stay on 57th the resident bussed to it [?] To stay out late at night ''cause none of these is Heaven-sent I'm bent, puffin' hit the vent I lend my voice to tracks, as the instrument A Service Announcement on how I house shit I hope your fit, bitch, you fight with 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 grudge-match there's no escape I'll peel that cap like to apes Oh yeah! niggas, it figures The masterminds the rhymes you claim were yours We lick off with rhymes like Nas and make your brains stain the At last we clash under the
(speaking) Del: Damn, we've been waiting here for hella long, 12 Opio: I'm tellin' you, man, don't wanna see me on the mic I'm you Del: All fake ass niggas Opio: That's why ain't came. They heard me, man, done heard me, man, I'm tellin' you Del: about they the freestyle masters, they'll get they ass ate Opio: And they sound just you anyway, man, we out on these fools Del: I 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 around the ("You know!") ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") You know We got the beat ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") ("You know!") Bye!