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funky dl - no illusion lyrics

[chorus]
if i never make another album
turn this up and show the people how this should be sounding
(sounding, sounding, sounding)
(scratch) just go on to let you know i flow on
that’s what we about to do, uh!
if i never make another album
turn this up and show the people how this should be sounding
(sounding, sounding, sounding)
(scratch) just go on to let you know i flow on
that’s what we about to do, uh!

[verse 1]
yo’, it’s like d bring it back again
beats that i’m banging, been sweet like i’m saccharin
how many ways to tell you take a seat homie, pack it in?
thinking, never saying, “i can’t wait to see the back of him”
so call it how you want it, but i see it like it’s flattering
cos’ everything that’s going on with them could never matter
when i’m doing what i’m doing and i dabble what i dabble in
that’s a nice lay up, now repeat without the traveling
oops, now the st-tches of truth are unravelling
like taking a gamble when you can’t see what’s happening
but trying to be extravagant especially when a camera gets close
now they fashioning a way to look fabulous
jokes, ain’t an accident that d is the protagonist
they listen to from london all the way up to los angeles
and now it’s so unanimous, my beats are like paralysis
cos’ beat-makers listen and it make em’ feel so powerless
can’t ruffle my feathers, try to put me under pressure
just like a professor at the start of a semester
i teach em’ how to do this, advance level or clueless
street smart or foolish, my cl-ss make you the coolest
an opportunist , i have em’ saying, “mr newman
i used to sound stupid, but you showed me bout’ this music
you’re a d.k.h”, yeah a different kinda human
who’s doing what’s he doing, got you under no illusion

[verse 2]
i’m prolific, the def lyrics, no limits, i just roll with it
flow spitting, no slipping, i’mma go get it
stampede or toe tipping, i’m my own critic
take a loop with no spirit then i cold flip it with a level of sophistication
a surgeon of the beats, i guess the track is just the patient
i’m like a priest praying for the pad, i bless the paper
and i release and make it breathe just like a respirator
black mean i’m black and current mean i’m right now
and jazz got the type of vibe to make you pipe down
and i can hear a break, imagine how it might sound
without touching an instrument, or having words to write down
and i ain’t new to this, they want me like a fugitive
and everything i do to this is like a revolutionist
it doesn’t matter if i’m on your top-five producer list
funky one of the best, find a way to get used to it
never scared of any compet-tion, i’m a vindicator
i leave the track smoking like a big incinerator
i’m in control, so anytime i wanna’ k!ll the fader
i can push the b-tton like a kid stuck in an elevator
and bring it back again like reruns of old tv
but if it ain’t up to my standards then you won’t see me
like a magician disappearing from the room
but i guess the only difference is i’m using no illusion

- funky dl lyrics

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