[del] whattup el-p? yo whattup del-phonic? [del] nuthin man; I was on the bus the 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"
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Here we go - up jumps the outcast, the connection My overconfident acquaintances pull numbers To the and fear that I drip sick in And rise out of my shell to teach sick or bedridden Til they fear Blockin the cocks that bust shots, smitten bitches Til the day of the locust, cutlery cuts Dmx 16 with a strange lust Dr. strangelove, in the back of the train, fameless shame with acne pick brain pit Tried to capture the of subtle death Destro magnet spit - action fit capsules in the dirty waterway speaker cabinets Maximum b-boy axiom shit Intellectual women find that my rhyme style relaxes And if I fuck to the same rhyme style pattern It's autobahn pipe bomb glass shatter To break new at after parties for actin actual Factor x into your formula for thoughts With a megalon wingspan that bulge from the back of the radical Radio time flatten your flattery The tradition used by biters; ambiguously homo Knotted and colored underwear That's wrapped around the brittle of Things without weapons - I'm grief diseased Swim in a sea of and malt liquor, feed on excedrin Radiate tenements; emcees bleed estrogen!
del and el-p
Watch insanity it up piece by piece Never in the least Think you better see a (mortality, battle me, it's costly We the raw breed all of is just the offspring)
[el] yo del kick that shit
Tomahawking your club You tried to holler at me at my show, like you on drugs You love the del I'll thug you, juvenile you in style, packin like you movin now I move top speed, scott free with delivery that scorches you like lockheed Dr. decibel, my is questionable But as far as session goes I'm wreckin skulls Better check your pulse, we visionaries this the shit outta record labels next to fatal Right beside bonafied bewilderment Militant like I'm buildin pyramids Peel your cap reveal lack of flavor Track your pager plus your on your pele pele, catch you comin out of belly Dumbin out daily, tell me, what was rationale Think of matchin del I disconect your My mobile code words, with no hope For any rhyme you kick or any beat you up Leave you catatonic off a bag of chronic, with anthems your little cadence out at random
Ran-random, El and del-aphonic known to go off on a Now you know.. For the backpackers, for the computer For the misplaced famous, for all the video For the derranged krylon makers For the ungry hungry ass verbal brain new york to the bay shit!
"go off, go off!"