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Yeah, I'm gonna it light
Yeah, D E L in the house, funky,
Funky, funky lyrics, check 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 it's licorice
Snatch your chains, steal your gold fronts
And return 'em to the of the motherland
And ride a rhinoceros 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 place
So I can dis the facial of your ballyhoo

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

In the region of the forest where the march dwells
I sit and write scriptures by the old well
Collect all my notes and a boat back to Berkeley
Tries my vibe 'cause my style is rather earthly

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

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

Yeah, the sun, under the sun
Under the sun we gonna take it
Yeah, under the sun, the sun
Under the sun we take 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 livin' in the ghetto

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

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

My hair gets knotty without the proper
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 child, follow me now children
'Cause I'm a love child, I love to see the smile
At my answers, foes get and nervous and panic
Even as I venture past the called Earth
Born from the womb of the
Deeper in the meadow my actions are irregula'

I bug out and tell my to take the rug out
And dust it and proceed to the thugs out
Of the pasture as I on a hippo, wipe the funky speech
And watch my profits seem to and quadruple
Teachin' all the pupils scruples in the meadow

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

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