The Ride ¡MAYDAY! (Ft. Del the Funky Homosapien)

[Verse 1: Del the Funky Homosapien]
DZL you know it, my rhyme style is coded
Underground they wonder how I get away unnoticed
Slicker than a candle oil, victims have no vantage point
Quicker than a Phantom boy, victory I can't avoid
To conquer DZL you need lots of people
'Cause the shots are lethal and you not gonna creep through
Try to get at me, I'm already on the hunt
Proactive, more action, yeah give 'em what they want
The fireworks, watch how they perspire first
Think that I'm a sitting duck? Nah, I'm a final first
You're laughing at people's misery then you're crying worse
When you're lie in dirt, your momma crying in church
I'm driving the hearse, flying in reverse
Like the Grim Reaper and believe me it get deeper
Like the Crypt-Keeper, the host of the big feature
For you pigs and leeches to be living facetious
Ten percent started then I finish it
Targets get diminished in a matter of minutes when
Citizens get involved, yeah they finna do their job
Anybody that come through the hall shoot 'em through the balls
Leave 'em terrified, paralyzed, on the ground
Funny from disposition now they wanna find common ground
The time is now before a jump-off
Tragedy can make the petty situations dumb small