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del the funky homosapien - lyric lickin' lyrics

(talking)
hi everybody. it’s del the funky h0m-sapien, down with hieroglyphics
dopest crew in the world, coming with the new ’96 sh-t! check it out

d-e-l will (“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
hieroglyphics will (“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
d-e-l will, you know, you know!
hieroglyphics will
f-ck you up!

it’s me, really me, not a look-alike
i know some sound alike but when i’m around a mic
n-ggas cut! you know the skit
del ultimate
rapper international, with that rational style
i get the, sh-t off my consciousness and
pull out the comp-sses
i’m on some sh-t you ain’t around, in the town, clown!
rebound!
go get on your intercom and call
your weak-ss crew so i can call protocol
i don’t give a sh-t, i wants to get lit (“yeah!”)
split the philly roll that b-tch!
and it better hits correct and right
make sure po-po out of sight
or they gonna have us locked up tonight, sike!
we in the cut with the best bomb available
peelt out laughin’ in a trail of smoke
oaktown, where n-ggas get down in more ways than one
it don’t stop till the raising sun
mentally unstable with the rhymes that rock yo’ cradle
the author of fatal flows that liquidate emcees
then i scoop ’em with a ladle
i stay ill and psyched
outta my mind with mics but gotta be in before sunlight
emcees approach me with chains of garlic
but their brains are targets
then i dump off the carc-ss
a lot of n-ggas fuss just ‘cuz we the best for us[?]
n-ggas faker with they raps than the snuffleluff-gus
lifts and bends, i recommend
before i make blood suspend
when i check that chin
it’s common knowledge mr. del demolish (“you ain’t know?”)
taking you back to the days of cornbread and collards, come on!

(chorus)
(“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
d-e-l will (“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
hieroglyphics will (“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
d-e-l will (“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
hieroglyphics will (“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
d-e-l will (“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
hieroglyphics will (“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
d-e-l will (“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
hieroglyphics will (“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
d-e-l will (“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)

yeah!
i perceive more than the average madness
n-ggas get the giggles when they find my sh-t is pivotal
the radical, hip-hop fanatical who do what’s natural
actual fact, no tact, you’ll get intercepted!
kept it away, from emcees ‘cuz they
wouldn’t know what to do wit’ it
pursuing it don’t mean you gonna catch it
i slay willing women backwards on the mattress
at this access got n-ggas yackin’
i’m crackin’ safes and n-ggas actin’ fake
i got the date to arrange your weight
about spent every cent on the bomb
f-ck being calm, i’m like a sh-ll-shocked vet from ‘nam
so turn to psalms, get your palms off my d-ck
before i go sick and make yo’ -ss hit the bricks
i used to stay on 57th the resident bussed to havin’ it [?]
to stay out late at night ‘cuz none of these n-ggas is heaven-sent
i’m bent, puffin’ k!ller-cali hit the vent
i lend my voice to tracks, as we’s the instrument
a public service announcement on how i house sh-t
i hope your blouse fit, b-tch, you fight with fists
but if i ask you “let’s battle” you might resist
i wax that -ss on pay-per-view and invite tha liks
the steel-cage grudge-match where there’s no escape
i’ll peel that cap like bananas to apes
oh yeah! them n-ggas, it figures
the masterminds behind the rhymes you claim were yours
we l!ck off with rhymes like nas and make your brains stain the floors
at last we clash under the overp-ss

(speaking)
del: d-mn, we’ve been waiting here for h-lla long, since 12
opio: i’m tellin’ you, man, they don’t wanna see me on the mic
i’m tellin’ you
del: all these fake -ss n-ggas
opio: that’s why they ain’t came
they heard me, man, they done heard me, man, i’m tellin’ you
del: talkin’ about they the freestyle masters, they’ll get they -ss ate
opio: and they sound just like you anyway, man, we out on these fools
del: i know man, let’s be out

(chorus 1x)

yeah! we got the beat (“you know!”)
(“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
there ain’t no doubt about it, we got the beat (“you know!”)
(“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
from oakland, to all around the world (“you know!”)
(“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”)
you know what? we got the beat
(“l!ck you wid our lyrics!”) (“you know!”)
bye!

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