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Check my comprehensive of crafts
I'm daffed, I all like I don't have it all
Avant-garde, battlestar
Got per capita

I'm through the aperture
But I'm not gonna bust no for ya
That's genre, I'm the black bomber
Track charmer, burner

Distract burdens if it that urgent
Nerve prints word sentinel, invisible, interstellar
Hella clever, immeasurable
With only to go incredible

Melodramatic wit tales the tablet
You fail 'cause you
Regardless of your and your status
You extra

I bamboozle like I'm mobbin' in a cruiser
MacArthur, artistic archer, autistic misfit
You'll get the
I spit the wickedness

And split cha wig Kid Icarus
Leave you like Icky-bod
I infuriated, you off, stick to Pop
Hip-Hop's too to me, it's a cult
Lyrics lacerated, cha throat
Beat cha brain like Piscopo with Smith Colt

I don't know, Different
So me for I whip out ol' Betsy
remove you from my testes
Purposely you just to see who the best be

But sold up
a poll and know the prestige
Large lefty, I automate, animate, my soul
I gotta canvas painting manifestions

Eh, who's hearin' this, Deltron-Z be a lyricist
Frontin' on your fake false
Drive you delirious, dead
The eeriest mic

Eh peep, who's ever hearin' this, Deltron-Z be a
Frontin' on your fake appearances
Drive you delirious, serious
The mic mysterious

Go ahead, try
But rap artist don't have any focus
Think they flippin' chips, try penny
or pennyloafers

Get my album I'll show you how it's
Delateous, hella wit' vocals
My holds verbal choke pose
in ya scrolls, my goals are not rifles

I scrimmage like the Microdots
You might go pop and I grow crops
Go get the gestapo, you riskin' a pot full of
Pull a sign to halftime

Reenact rhymes from a life of a flashlight
Man, you don't the half
Dash right to the
Blow balderdash

Coordinates confirm, will learn
My ordnance is stern so my fern
Is the only way in this age where you goin' crazed
Your style is sold and paid for 'cause I more

Water emcees a bayshore
graze doors
In Oakland they lay law
Del is going AWOL napalm

Eight bombs taped to my arms like the town
Now miser, strider, spit exciter, rippin'
Forget beef cakin' cheapskates
Try Del and win the

What I make is so hot, seethin'
Off the deep end, stop breathin'
Caught cha
Now you're peekin' like you've
A hundred wreck your equinox

Delete every of props
Leave your perforated, your hatred
Deserve your in the Word Olympics
Completely wit' burners like Ted Turner
I broadcast the classics, fabulous,

Peep, who hearin' this, Deltron-Z be a lyricist
Frontin' on your fake false
Drive you delirious, serious
The mic mysterious

Hey, who ever hearin' this, be a lyricist
Frontin' on fake false appearances
Drive you delirious, serious
The mic mysterious

And the says
"Go or something, man"
You know