Artist: Del the Funky Homosapien
Album: Hiero Oldies Vol. 1
Song: Captain America
The Falcon: "I don't know who that cat is, or why he's got a hate on for
Cap'; But I sure aim to
Find out!"
Villain: "So bird man! You sneak up from behind; Precisely the sort of
Tactics I should have
Expected from you."
The Falcon: "Save the conversation, for I am not behind you now, clay
Face!"
Villain: "Out of my way fool! This is good enough for you! And for
You..."
Del
Flexin' the futuristic style
That will devistate minds
As I find more elaborate metaphors
So meditate
Think for a second as I becken
Abstract thoughts brought to the surface
Watch as I burst this
Rhyme flow
I design slow moving tempos so the simple minded foes find my flows
Moving at the speed of light
I need a tight
Sample so I can dismantle your cranium
Play me dumb if you want imbecile
I can pick your brain
Like a grain of sand
In an hour glass when its filled
To capacity Cassidy
Hop-a-long to the song that is strong
I'm the massive bee
With a twelve foot stinger and I wring you're little wet towel
Cause I'm getting foul when I'm meddled with
I settle this
Violence I silence
MC's who continue
When you know you will fail
Slow snail as I salt ya
Then watch ya shrivel up and sizzle cause I'm hard like Gilbralta
You're butter-soft so you can park it out ya little chauffeur
Cause I go for the esaphogus when I choke ya
Broke ya skeletin ya fail again
And I'm the victa
You can pick the time and the place
So you can get a taste of medecin for your medulla cause I school a
Ferris Beulla cuttin class cause your style is butt 'n' ass;
I pass one to A+
And I say hush child
Cause your plush style
Is unstable as a slush pile
You ain't down with the program
You snow man
Me the Homosapien is funky like your toe jam
So damn enlightenin I'm frightenin allota men
Open up your shutters let the sunshine in
Album: Hiero Oldies Vol. 1
Song: Captain America
The Falcon: "I don't know who that cat is, or why he's got a hate on for
Cap'; But I sure aim to
Find out!"
Villain: "So bird man! You sneak up from behind; Precisely the sort of
Tactics I should have
Expected from you."
The Falcon: "Save the conversation, for I am not behind you now, clay
Face!"
Villain: "Out of my way fool! This is good enough for you! And for
You..."
Del
Flexin' the futuristic style
That will devistate minds
As I find more elaborate metaphors
So meditate
Think for a second as I becken
Abstract thoughts brought to the surface
Watch as I burst this
Rhyme flow
I design slow moving tempos so the simple minded foes find my flows
Moving at the speed of light
I need a tight
Sample so I can dismantle your cranium
Play me dumb if you want imbecile
I can pick your brain
Like a grain of sand
In an hour glass when its filled
To capacity Cassidy
Hop-a-long to the song that is strong
I'm the massive bee
With a twelve foot stinger and I wring you're little wet towel
Cause I'm getting foul when I'm meddled with
I settle this
Violence I silence
MC's who continue
When you know you will fail
Slow snail as I salt ya
Then watch ya shrivel up and sizzle cause I'm hard like Gilbralta
You're butter-soft so you can park it out ya little chauffeur
Cause I go for the esaphogus when I choke ya
Broke ya skeletin ya fail again
And I'm the victa
You can pick the time and the place
So you can get a taste of medecin for your medulla cause I school a
Ferris Beulla cuttin class cause your style is butt 'n' ass;
I pass one to A+
And I say hush child
Cause your plush style
Is unstable as a slush pile
You ain't down with the program
You snow man
Me the Homosapien is funky like your toe jam
So damn enlightenin I'm frightenin allota men
Open up your shutters let the sunshine in
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