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Check my catalog of crafts
I'm daffed, I battle all like I have it all
Avant-garde, Galactica
Got rhymes per

I'm shining the aperture
But I'm not bust no caps for ya
That's another genre, I'm the black
charmer, sack burner

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

Melodramatic wit tales from the
You fail 'cause you
Regardless of your sells and your
You extra

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

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

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

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

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

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

Go ahead, try
But most rap artist have any focus
Think flippin' chips, try penny brokers
Kipsco or

Get my album I'll show you how it's
Delateous, hella atrocious vocals
My throat holds verbal choke
Po-po's in ya scrolls, my goals are not

I flow scrimmage like the
You go pop and I might grow crops
Go get the gestapo, you a pot full of gold
Pull a zodiac to halftime

Reenact from a past life of a flashlight
Man, you don't know the
right to the phonograph
Blow your

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

Water emcees a bayshore
Bullets doors
In Oakland they lay law
Del is AWOL wit' napalm

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

I make is so hot, it's seethin'
Off the end, stop your breathin'
cha sleepin'
Now you're peekin' like eaten
A hundred microdots wreck your

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

Peep, who ever hearin' this, Deltron-Z be a
on your fake false appearances
Drive you delirious, serious
The eeriest mic

Hey, who ever hearin' this, be a lyricist
Frontin' on your fake false
you delirious, dead serious
The eeriest mic

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