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

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

So I can show a foe who is the
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 of your ballyhoo

See, my is rather passive but I can get aggressive
get done when they try to be impressive
'Cause I do not easily, D E L is eager to be
The of the fragrance and watch the vagrants
Scatter like rats in the as we do 'em like two secret agents

In the of the forest where the march hare dwells
I sit and write scriptures by the old wishin'
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 tryin' to it
As as what I do contains my soul and my spirit
It's cool, I use this as a rule of
I take a dip into the of radiance until the fool was done

on the floor like a fat ignoramus
Ya sold 8 million but ya don't entertain us
'Cause you're fraudulent, I have no time for a
Go your place beside Uncle Fester
'Cause you are an uncle too, you are an Tom
And D E L and gonna drop the bomb

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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