(talking) Hi everybody. It's Del the Funky Homosapien, with Hieroglyphics Dopest crew in the World, coming with the new '96 shit! 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 the skit Del Rapper international, with rational 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 intercom and Your weakass crew so I can call I don't give a shit, I to get lit ("yeah!") Split the roll that bitch! And it better hits and right Make sure po-po out of Or they gonna have us up tonight, sike! We in the cut with the best bomb out laughin' in a trail of smoke Oaktown, where niggas get down in more than one It don't stop till the sun Mentally unstable the rhymes that rock yo' cradle The author of fatal flows that emcees Then I 'em with a ladle I stay ill and Outta my mind with mics but be in before sunlight Emcees me with chains of garlic But their are targets Then I off the carcass A lot of niggas just ''cause we the best for us[?] Niggas faker with they raps than the Lifts and bends, I Before I blood suspend When I check chin It's common 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 more the average madness Niggas get the giggles they find my shit is pivotal The radical, hip-hop who do what's natural Actual fact, no tact, get intercepted! Kept it away, from ''cause they know what to do wit' it Pursuing it don't mean you gonna it I slay willing women on the mattress At this access got yackin' I'm crackin' safes and actin' fake I got the date to arrange your About spent every on the bomb Fuck calm, I'm like a shell-shocked vet from 'Nam So turn to Psalms, get your palms off my Before I go sick and yo' ass hit the bricks I used to on 57th the resident bussed to havin' it [?] To out late at night ''cause none of these niggas is Heaven-sent I'm bent, killer-Cali hit the vent I my voice to tracks, as we's the instrument A Public Service Announcement on how I house I hope blouse fit, bitch, you fight with fists But if I ask you "Let's battle" you resist I wax that ass on Pay-Per-View and invite Tha The steel-cage grudge-match there's no escape I'll peel that cap bananas to apes Oh yeah! them niggas, it The masterminds behind the you claim were yours We lick off with rhymes like Nas and make your stain the floors At last we clash under the
(speaking) Del: Damn, we've been waiting for hella long, since 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. heard me, man, they done heard me, man, I'm tellin' you Del: Talkin' about the freestyle masters, they'll get they ass ate Opio: And they sound just like you anyway, man, we out on these I know man, let's be out
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Yeah! We got the ("You know!") ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") There ain't no doubt about it, we got the ("You know!") ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") From Oakland, to all around the ("You know!") ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") You what? We got the beat ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") ("You know!") Bye!