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

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

Distract burdens if it ain't that
Nerve prints sentinel, invisible, infidel interstellar
Hella clever, immeasurable
With heaven to go incredible

Melodramatic wit from the tablet
You fail you average
Regardless of sells and your status
You extra

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

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

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

But up sexy
Take a poll and the prestige
Large lefty, I automate, animate, my soul
Like I gotta canvas painting

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

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

Go ahead, try
But most rap artist don't any focus
Think they chips, try penny brokers
Kipsco or

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

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

Reenact from a past life of a flashlight
Man, you know the half
right to the phonograph
Blow your

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

Water emcees a bayshore
Bullets graze
In where they lay law
Del is going wit' napalm

Eight bombs to my arms like the town crier
Now miser, strider, spit exciter, plywood
beef cakin' lyrical cheapskates
Try Del and win the

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

Delete every of props
your perforated, curb your hatred
Deserve matrix in the Word Olympics
Completely furnished wit' burners like Ted
I the classics, fabulous, fantastic

Peep, who ever hearin' this, be a lyricist
on your fake false appearances
Drive you delirious, dead
The eeriest mic

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

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