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Aiyyo, what up, Yo, what up, Del-phonic?
man, I was on the bus the other day, man
Tryin' to listen to my Walkman, motherfucker all in my face
to holla at me and shit
I'm like, "Man, you just a offspring"

I'm very interplanetary and vary with experiments
Gregarious with for your merriment
What El-P tell me to use, the beat
You lose and get played a mood

I'm rude revoltin', leave you
No thing compares to my
take it to Broadway
It's beautiful, the flawless
You all wet, soggy, groggy you saw me

But I never tire, whenever I adjust my
Females blush, I bring the California rush
Your sucks, your stamina can't endure
I manicure lavender amateur landed words

You haven't Cannabis analyst
Add a to my manuscripts
I'll have you to the showers
Me and El-P is superpowers the U.S. and U.S.S.R.
you like the Deathstar

Leave chest scarred like Sagat
My proliferates, hits you like barbiturates
In a twist of and splits your face
It's the great DelTron-Z, sound
Run to mommy, I'm airin' out dirty laundry

I'm shootin', then executin', aiming from mainstream
brain tingles, strangles your lame jingles
Bingo, I bring flows that like wild dingoes
be pigeonholed, anything goes, gringo

Here we go, up jumps the outcast, the connection
My mostly acquaintances pull numbers
To the and fear that I drip sick in
And rise out of my shell to teach sick or emcees
'Til they livin'

Blockin' the cocks that bust shots, spittin' smitten
'Til the day of the locust, kitchen cuts
DMX 16 cross fade a strange lust
Dr. Strangelove, born in the of the train, fameless shame

with acne pick brain pit
Tried to capture the moment of death
Destro magnet spit, fit into capsules
in the dirty waterway speaker cabinets
Maximum axiom stabbin' shit

women find that my rhyme style relaxes them
And wonder if I fuck to the same style pattern
It's autobahn bomb glass fragment
Shatter to new jacks at after parties for actin' actual

Factor X into your formula for thoughts
a Megalon wingspan that bulge from the back of the text radical
Radio tracks flatten your flattery
The tradition excuse used by biters, homo

Knotted tights and colored
wrapped around the brittle legs of things without weapons
I'm grief diseased
in a sea of shit and malt liquor, feed on Excedrin
Radiate tenements, emcees bleed estrogen

insanity increase, break it up piece by piece
Never weak in the least, think you see a priest
Mortality, battle me, it's costly
We the raw breed, all of is just the offspring

Yo Del, that shit again

Tomahawkin' tom-tom club
You tried to holler at me at my show, lookin' you on drugs
You love the Del, I'll you, bumpin' Juvenile
you in style, packin' like you movin' now

I move top speed, scot free with
delivery that scorches 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 labels next to fatal
Right beside homicide, bona fide
Militant diligence I'm buildin' pyramids

Peel your cap reveal your lack of
Track your pager plus your
Piss on your Pele, catch you comin' out of belly
Dumbin' out daily, tell me, what was your
Think of Del? I disconnect your Pactell

My mobile code words, with no hope
For any rhyme you kick or any you load up
Leave you off a bag of chronic, scan less with anthems
Stomp your little out at random

Ran-random,
El and Del-aphonic to go off on a tantrum
Now you

For the backpackers, for the hackers
For the misplaced famous, for all the gamers
For the deranged krylon stain
For the ungry hungry ass verbal rapists
New York to the Bay shit
Go off, go off