Del The Funky Homosapien Lyrics

Del The Funky Homosapien Lyrics

"Time Keeps On Slipping Lyrics"

Diesel On My Tail Lyrics
I just pulled onto the highway in my little foreign car Well it's rainin' and the road is really bad Never saw that big ole diesel but I heard him hit the air I got a feeling that I might have made him mad There's a diesel on my tail a making ninety miles an hour And my reflection in my mirror is mighty pale I can hear St Peter calling I can al

Yeah, that's the funky funky shit, ay bust it, yo, yo

Deltron tremendous force to end your courssssse. every whim is
enforced
I send men with torches to raid your fortress
And in the process radiate your optics
Subconsciously haunt emcees
Super human technician atomic inner dimension
Too mental with intuition
Typographical aptitude let my lasers clap at you
Mapped the route, psychologically crappin out, what you laughing
bout?
Imitations getting penetrated and reassimulated
In my emcee training class remain in mass
Never get liquidated convert energy
Into matter instantly, with a pen and pad
Calculate the cenograd, heat the center of gravity
Abolish apathy graphic
Love You Like A Brother Lyrics
It was always you and me and him A whiskey sour, beer and gin We were having fun When the night was over You'd go off together leaving me alone, All alone I stayed up every night, I had to find a way I had to get to you So I told you he was stepping outside I said when you broke down and cried Why don't you come to me
ally packing 380's
With body heat sensitive bullets you need safety
Vest on your face and neck
Mental armory levitate legs for my monarchy
No malarkey my flows embarking

psionically sparking brain cells til they're sparkling
(chorus) x2

No one knows the timepassing by.

I remake my universe every time I use a verse
To fulfill my destiny, emcees rest in peace
Side barriers provide care within
From impurities every word sees your attention like third degree
I subjugate you other fake performers while the bass of your face

No sense you be in attempt fleeting
Emcees siphon my likeness
Biting my insights like five enchiladas
This plain of existence is amazin
So You Wanna Be A... Lyrics
Yeah So you wanna be a rapper, great Make sure yo' shit is straight 'Fore we decide your fate If you came to class late, check what's up on the slate Yeah, cuz you'll get ate, no debate Now listen up y'all, don't slip ("Take heed this ain't somethin you should laugh to" -- Beatnuts) Ah listen up nigga, don't slip *sam
gly different
From my orbital oratory always going for the glory
You pop wide open from my slice slogans
I stay in effect with alien tech
Make you wanna say he's the best
With synchronization with commendation its armor plated hard to
fake it
Never carbonated, scar your matrix
Virtually uncertainty, murk your mediocre sheets and sofa
With my style of energy, del assembling
A realm where anything, is possible
NASA scientists can't define this
Mechanical mind set diamond alignment
(chorus)

Mathematical astro grapple a flow, pterodactyl
Very factual crash course, last resort, cast me off
At last we warp to my own world, my own neurological cubbyhole
Open the airshaft I'll be
Thou Mayst In Mee Behold Lyrics
Scriptured in the features of your face, and in the hues of delicate Which painteth thee with the colour of antique gold Throughout dim and narrow lanes, aery surges of cold Bring to mee my Ancestor's voice, whispering mysterious words Tears of white wax many candles shed in solemn quiet As I admire the Romanic stone glowing like ardent embers
there fast!
With spare raps to tear back their mass
Deltron experimental critical literal
Professor test the pitiful
Micronautalyst interchangeable
All of this gamma grammar far from 'Bama
Got mind control bandannas
To control your clan with scanners
Brand the planet like a band of bandits
Who man the cannons and guns with random
Sub atomic, love of logic, bug with phonics
Tub of chronic low in bridle with controlling ciphers
Unraveling rhyme, in traveling time
Alien life form mail in a pipe bomb
Deltoid life long I write songs
Monarch absolute, serve a glass of proof
When I vanish leave my spirit in a planet
On top of the surface my words and wit emerging
(chorus)