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

I contemplate a rhythm with a
Swing and give a punch and put a out to lunch
And scrunch up rap book pages, eat 'em like it's licorice
Snatch your gold chains, steal your gold
And 'em to the caves of the motherland
And ride a rhinoceros back to the 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 journeys to the mystic
So I can dis the facial value of your

See, my style is rather but I can get aggressive
Brothers get when they try to be impressive
'Cause I do not impress easily, D E L is to be
The of the fragrance 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 write scriptures by the old well
Collect all my and sail a boat back to Berkeley
Tries fill my 'cause my style is rather earthly

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

on the floor like a fat ignoramus
Ya sold 8 million but ya still don't us
'Cause you're fraudulent, I have no time for a
Go take your place 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
the sun we gonna take it light
Yeah, the sun, under the sun
Under the sun we gonna take it
Yeah, under the sun, the sun
the sun we gonna take it light

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

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

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

My hair gets knotty without the proper
The whole metamorphis resembles bloomin'
In the shadows, within the trenches of the sea
Free as Leah, a head of hair a tree

'Cause I'm a love child, follow me now
'Cause I'm a love child, I love to see the children
At my answers, foes get frantic and nervous and
Even as I venture past the called Earth
Born the womb of the nebula
in the meadow where my actions are irregula'

I bug out and tell my 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 funky
And watch my profits seem to and quadruple
all the pupils proper scruples in the meadow

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

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

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