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Yeah, I'm gonna take it
Yeah, D E L in the house, funky,
Funky, lyrics, check this out

I contemplate a rhythm a hunch
and give a punch and put a fraud out to lunch
And scrunch up rap book pages, eat 'em like it's licorice
Snatch your gold chains, steal gold fronts
And return 'em to the of the motherland
And a rhinoceros back to the other land

So I can a foe who is the prototype
And go toe to toe and if the rhythm is hype
I take it on my to the mystic place
So I can dis the facial of your ballyhoo

See, my style is rather passive but I can get
Brothers get done when they try to be
'Cause I do not impress easily, D E L is to be
The founder of the and watch the vagrants
Scatter like in the sewer as we do 'em like two secret agents

In the region of the forest the march hare dwells
I sit and scriptures by the old wishin' well
Collect all my notes and sail a boat to Berkeley
Tries fill my vibe my style is rather earthly

Some say wack but I ain't tryin' to hear it
As long as I do contains my soul and my spirit
It's cool, I use this as a of thumb
I take a dip into the of radiance until the fool was done

Slidin' on the like a fat ignoramus
Ya sold 8 million but ya still don't us
'Cause you're fraudulent, I no time for a jester
Go take place beside Uncle Fester
'Cause you are an too, you are an Uncle Tom
And D E L and Hieroglyphics drop the bomb

Yeah, under the sun, the sun
Under the sun we take it light
Yeah, under the sun, the sun
Under the sun we gonna it light
Yeah, under the sun, the sun
Under the sun we take it light

D E L, the 18 year old of the meadow
Is showin' it hell livin' in the ghetto

Things are and everything's settle
With a good night's snooze on a bed of rose
I wake up in the morning feelin' and refreshed
Before I make my I must eat and get dressed

A pair of jeans and a shirt with greenish hues
than the grass that was caught between my shoes
When I trample the forest with my brother CM-PX
The kinky haired Nubian with a human

My hair knotty without the proper groomin'
The whole metamorphis resembles bloomin'
In the shadows, deep within the of the sea
Free as Leah, a head of hair like a

I'm a love child, follow me now children
'Cause I'm a child, I love to see the children smile
At my answers, foes get and nervous and panic
Even as I past the planet called Earth
Born from the womb of the
Deeper in the meadow where my are irregula'

I bug out and my maid to take the rug out
And dust it and to throw the thugs out
Of the pasture as I recline on a hippo, wipe the speech
And watch my profits to triple and quadruple
all the pupils proper scruples in the meadow

Yeah, the sun, under the sun
Under the sun we gonna it light
Yeah, under the sun, the sun
Under the sun we gonna take it

Yeah, the sun, under the sun
Under the sun we gonna it light
Yeah, the sun, under the sun
Under the sun we gonna take it

How ya doin', how ya livin', in the meadow? In the
Hey, how ya feelin', how ya doin'? Hey, ah