Star-struck receive no attention From the man whose mind is not in this dimension I'm on plane, sicker than the mother brain The ultimate expression, yes
Heed, my symphonic, hypnotic, psychotic Never semiotic but doper narcotics A few a y'all it on my first release But now, my increased, enhanced
Del meets the fans halfway, and slap a rapper in his The drops, you get pneumonia Or maybe exposed to radiation by say rap's an idiom, get the A S R S P
And then a medium, the best of worlds Brilliantly engineered, lyrics dement fear Del is now in the clear, I was in But now free to be that I envision
Abandon the plan and the And the haters that cater to needs agree bizarre, by far anarchy no control No soul, the whole fucking planet's gonna
Unless we administer, since, as we the Twenty-first even your worst enemy Gotta get it together, mentally and When niggers I'm a smart-ass, it makes 'em mad at me
Why? 'Cause I try my best to eliminate Not letting my brain out like cigarettes bigger threats besides thieves or your pet peeves But what's in your face is what nobody believes
Del, what you got up sleeve? If it was up to me I would pass the 'cause it's tough to lead But still I drop here and there so I can up the seed So you believe
Del, you got up your sleeve? If it was up to me I would pass the baton 'cause it's tough to But still I facts here and there so I can up the seed So you must believe
Lots of today depend on imagery I depend on skills and my energy It's at every single gathering Of young youth it's got to be some niggers badgering
Averaging out to be three out a G Now motherfuckers build stereotypes 'cause it's all see I take glee in the that I'm me Not a follower, a dollar wouldn't make me sell my
Del is old-school compared to your I got the same code of Jungle Brothers use Now, every nigger wanna be crime Can't rhyme creative and they're of self-hatred
That's why they overstep that's sacred From the street to the corporate scene they all business for self, phony doesn't work Your holds no weight when you let the Devil lurk
evildoers I been evil myself But I'm still a black man with experience under my I may be young but my is old Living in the ice ages where a nigga's is cold
Don't give a fuck about your or his But if you get a gat for protection, who Comin' up ain't the same as pullin' everybody down But try telling that to niggers that are
They'll probably say that you too much They think too much So be careful who you trust
Del, you got up your sleeve? If it was up to me I would pass the 'cause it's tough to lead But still I drop here and there so I can up the seed So you must
Del, what you got up sleeve? If it was up to me I would the baton 'cause it's tough to lead But still I drop here and there so I can up the seed So you must X-Files, X-Files, peace