[del] aiyyo el-p? [el] yo whattup nuthin man; I was on the bus the other day man Tryin to listen to my motherfucker all in my face Tryin to holla at me and I'm like, "man - you just a offspring"
I'm interplanetary and vary with various experiments Gregarious with verbals for your What el-p me to use, the beat di-ffuse You lose and get like a mood I'm revolting leave you molting No thing - to my compadres take it to broadway It's the execution flawless You all wet, soggy when you saw me But I never tire whenever I adjust my Females blush I bring the california gold Your flow sucks, your stamina can't I manicure your lavender amatuer landed You haven't cannabis analyst Add a twist to my I'l you sent to the showers Me and el-p, is like the us and ussr Blow you like the your chest scarred like sagat My proliferates, hits you like barbituates In a twist of fate and splits face It's the great deltron-z, Run to mommy, I'm airin out your laundry I'm shooting then you're aiming from mainstream Your brain tingles, strangles lame jingles Bingo I flows that attack like wild dingoes be pigeonholed, anything goes gringo
Here we go - up jumps the outcast, sever the My mostly overconfident acquaintances pull To the and fear that I drip sick in And rise out of my to teach sick or bedridden emcees Til they fear the cocks that bust shots, spittin smitten bitches Til the day of the locust, cutlery cuts Dmx 16 with a strange lust Dr. strangelove, born in the of the train, fameless shame Shared with acne brain pit to capture the moment of subtle death Destro magnet spit - action fit capsules in the dirty waterway speaker cabinets Maximum b-boy axiom shit women find that my rhyme style relaxes them And wonder if I fuck to the same style pattern It's pipe bomb glass fragment shatter To break new jacks at after parties for actual Factor x into formula for fresh thoughts With a megalon wingspan that bulge from the back of the radical Radio time tracks flatten your The excuse used by biters; ambiguously homo Knotted and colored underwear wrapped around the brittle legs of Things without - I'm grief diseased brethren Swim in a sea of shit and malt liquor, on excedrin through tenements; emcees bleed estrogen!
Chorus: del and
Watch insanity it up piece by piece Never in the least Think you see a priest (mortality, don't battle me, it's We the raw breed all of is just the offspring)
[el] yo del kick that again
Tomahawking tom-tom club You tried to at me at my show, lookin like you on drugs You love the del thug you, bumpin juvenile Thinkin you in style, like you movin now I move top speed, scott free cock-d Knock-kneed delivery that you like lockheed Dr. decibel, my is questionable But as far as this session goes I'm skulls Better check your pulse, we visionaries with Scarin the shit outta record labels next to Right beside homocide bewilderment Militant diligence like I'm pyramids Peel your cap reveal your lack of Track your pager plus celly Piss on your pele pele, catch you out of belly Dumbin out daily, tell me, what was rationale Think of del I disconect your pactell My mobile words, showboat with no hope For any rhyme you kick or any you load up you catatonic off a bag of chronic, skanless with anthems Stomp little cadence out at random
Ran-random, El and del-aphonic to go off on a tantrum Now you know.. For the backpackers, for the computer For the misplaced famous, for all the video For the derranged krylon stain For the ungry hungry ass verbal rapists That new to the bay shit!
"go off, go off!"