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I'm daffed, I battle all like I don't it all
Avant-garde, battlestar
Got per capita

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

Distract burdens if it ain't urgent
Nerve word sentinel, invisible, infidel interstellar
Hella clever, immeasurable
With only heaven to go

Melodramatic wit tales from the
You 'cause you average
of your sells and your status
You baggage

I bamboozle like I'm mobbin' in a land
Down MacArthur, artistic archer, autistic
get the sickness
When I spit the

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

I know, Different Strokes
So me for I whip out ol' Betsy
Surgically remove you from my
Purposely improve you just to see who the be

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

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

Eh peep, ever hearin' this, Deltron-Z be a lyricist
Frontin' on your false 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 done
Delateous, atrocious wit' vocals
My holds verbal choke pose
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 sign to

Reenact rhymes from a life of a flashlight
Man, you know the half
Dash to the phonograph
Blow balderdash

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

Water emcees like a
Bullets graze
In where they lay law
Del is going AWOL napalm

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

What I make is so hot, it's
Off the deep end, stop your
cha sleepin'
Now you're peekin' like you've
A microdots wreck your equinox

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

Peep, who ever this, Deltron-Z be a lyricist
Frontin' on your false appearances
Drive you delirious, dead
The eeriest mic

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

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