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Treats for the Kiddies - Del the Funky Homosapien
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Treats for the Kiddies Del the Funky Homosapien

Treats for the Kiddies - Del the Funky Homosapien
[Intro]
A problem? Yeah I got a problem
'Cause...I been waitin for how long for this shit to come out?
Now this the tricks and treats shit, ya know?
Now all y'all motherfuckers that listen to it
And I'm sick and tired of
This shit, because...
All you wack motherfuckers keep comin out with records
And guess what I'm about to do?
Guess what I'm 'bout to do?
I'm 'bout to catch you out there
And chop your motherfuckin head off!

[Verse 1]
Who's the jester under pressure? Not me!
I hate emcees a lot, flee
Escape, I'll tape your mouth closed
Dispose of your flows
The ones that you chose don't compare
Where is your other shit?
When I discover it
I'm shovin that shit right back in your mouth
And start with another kick
Good riddance
Suds of blood like the Red Sea splashes when I smash kids
Ashes and cremations, we wait in the torture chamber
Of course you blame a
Brother like Del for murder
Word up, on a mission
It's in my heart rippin fools apart
You dart and dash but I'll remove your heart fast
With my bare hands, stashed it into their plans
I'd like to see it pulsate in my palm
Squeeze it, squish it, eat it with a biscuit
For breakfast, you're next if you step with your bright ideas
I might apply years of rhyming
Til the time when I blind men with a flash of light
I'll blast you right in the corneas, I'm warnin ya's
So take heed to that before you bleed
In fact, I'm keepin niggas outta my head, outta my head
Instead, they bled, they dead
Call the feds
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