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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 with a hunch
Swing and a punch and put a fraud out to lunch
And scrunch up your rap book pages, eat 'em like it's
Snatch your chains, steal your gold fronts
And return 'em to the of the motherland
And ride a rhinoceros back to the land

So I can show a foe who is the
And then go toe to toe and if the rhythm is
I take it on my journeys to the place
So I can dis the facial value of ballyhoo

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

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

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

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

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

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

Things are and everything's settle
With a good night's snooze on a bed of rose
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 shirt with hues
Greener than the that was caught between my shoes
When I trample through the forest with my CM-PX
The haired Nubian there with a human

My hair gets without the proper groomin'
The whole metamorphis flowers bloomin'
In the shadows, deep the trenches of the sea
Free as Leah, a head of like 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 and nervous and panic
Even as I venture the planet called Earth
Born the womb of the nebula
Deeper in the meadow where my are irregula'

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 speech
And my profits seem to triple and quadruple
Teachin' all the pupils proper in the meadow

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
Yeah, under the sun, 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 doin'? Hey, ah