[00:00.00] 作词 : Del
[00:02.97][Del] I wait to see your skull vibrate when
[00:11.76]I bury the hatchet,
[00:12.96]I hope you catch it,
[00:14.04]I'll attach it to his focus, when
[00:16.02]I broke his head in half
[00:17.52]Feel the wrath, on my behalf
[00:19.26]I drop math, and english, leave you squeamish
[00:21.87]Then I squish your wish you're all ****in dreamers (alla y'all)
[00:24.33]No time for tiddlywinks - if your titties is pink then you are white and
[00:27.90]I'm not the right man (not for me)
[00:29.28]But you can blow pipe, my style is so tight
[00:31.56]I be carvin,
[00:32.58]MC's when
[00:33.21]I'm starvin (I'm hungry)
[00:34.11]You little chunks of punks that
[00:35.52]I dunks in my coffee
[00:36.81]Get off me,
[00:37.59]I'm not your softie
[00:38.73]But you will cough for your breath and phlegm, death to them
[00:41.61]And silly broads,
[00:42.51]I **** 'em and
[00:43.23]I chuck 'em (why?)
[00:44.04]In the river, without a liver
[00:45.72]And I donate to science, cause
[00:47.34]I'm a giver
[00:48.12]The mysterious clearly busts brains with my brawn
[00:50.70]Ask Sean,
[00:51.45]Cassidy about how
[00:52.56]I trash MC's
[00:53.58]On the daily,
[00:54.45]Alex Haley had to write about it
[00:56.34]Doubt it but it's true, get a clue (get a clue)
[00:58.08]I'm tellin you the truth you'll be toothless
[00:59.82]The boots get smoked like they on fire,
[01:02.10]I desire Like
[01:03.24]Salt'N'Pepa,
[01:03.90]I'll **** a fat heffer (yeah) like
[01:05.49]I was Fritz the
[01:06.15]Cat, and she admits to fat
[01:07.74]So I'm movin removin wackness from my stratosphere
[01:11.16]If I thought that that was near [CHORUS: repeat 4X w/ variations] "You still bet that you can harm me, but you don't alarm me.." [Del]
[01:31.17]Listen to this
[01:31.56]You're just a test tube baby, you can't fade me, but hey
[01:34.86]G Your style is lazy, boy you're crazy
[01:36.78]Losin it, check out my fusion kit (here it is)
[01:39.18]It's welding rhymes and propelling, swelling (rrrahh)
[01:41.73]Getting bigger, getting ****ed in headlocks
[01:44.04]Instead lock your scanners on
[01:45.36]Bruce Banner
[01:46.29]I crush fools plus tunes used by the master will blast you into
[01:49.83]Tuesday, when
[01:50.67]I bruise a mother****er, who mother suck a cock and his brother **** a jock, and his sister, got blisters on her lips that be spreadin, she be-headin (yes she do)
[01:58.74]Showin cleavage, with my futuristic styles
[02:00.69]I leave kids in a trance, hypnotizin your eyes spin back in your head like you dead but instead you was buggin
[02:06.84]Ugly bitches get the dillz after shows (shows)
[02:08.76]Cause I don't be runnin after hoes that be stank
[02:11.25]I thank the
[02:11.82]Lord, for my thought connected to the microphone, so check the cycle tone that
[02:16.14]I be arousin, housin your blouse and your pumps
[02:18.81]The mac daddy makes you jump! (yeah)
[02:20.37]I pump info, into nymphos, who be bonin
[02:23.04]Clonin, Vanessa
[02:24.09]Del Rio And yes sir
[02:25.32]Del see no evil, hear no evil
[02:27.69]It's normal,
[02:28.50]I come formal, to keep 'em warm 'til the morn' [CHORUS] [sample in chorus repeats to fade]

作词 : Del
I wait to see your skull vibrate when
I bury the hatchet,
I hope you catch it,
I'll attach it to his focus, when
I broke his head in half
Feel the wrath, on my behalf
I drop math, and english, leave you squeamish
Then I squish your wish you're all ****in dreamers (alla y'all)
No time for tiddlywinks - if your titties is pink then you are white and
I'm not the right man (not for me)
But you can blow pipe, my style is so tight
I be carvin,
MC's when
I'm starvin (I'm hungry)
You little chunks of punks that
I dunks in my coffee
Get off me,
I'm not your softie
But you will cough for your breath and phlegm, death to them
And silly broads,
I **** 'em and
I chuck 'em (why?)
In the river, without a liver
And I donate to science, cause
I'm a giver
The mysterious clearly busts brains with my brawn
Ask Sean,
Cassidy about how
I trash MC's
On the daily,
Alex Haley had to write about it
Doubt it but it's true, get a clue (get a clue)
I'm tellin you the truth you'll be toothless
The boots get smoked like they on fire,
I desire Like
Salt'N'Pepa,
I'll **** a fat heffer (yeah) like
I was Fritz the
Cat, and she admits to fat
So I'm movin removin wackness from my stratosphere
If I thought that that was near "You still bet that you can harm me, but you don't alarm me.."
Listen to this
You're just a test tube baby, you can't fade me, but hey
G Your style is lazy, boy you're crazy
Losin it, check out my fusion kit (here it is)
It's welding rhymes and propelling, swelling (rrrahh)
Getting bigger, getting ****ed in headlocks
Instead lock your scanners on
Bruce Banner
I crush fools plus tunes used by the master will blast you into
Tuesday, when
I bruise a mother****er, who mother suck a cock and his brother **** a jock, and his sister, got blisters on her lips that be spreadin, she be-headin (yes she do)
Showin cleavage, with my futuristic styles
I leave kids in a trance, hypnotizin your eyes spin back in your head like you dead but instead you was buggin
Ugly bitches get the dillz after shows (shows)
Cause I don't be runnin after hoes that be stank
I thank the
Lord, for my thought connected to the microphone, so check the cycle tone that
I be arousin, housin your blouse and your pumps
The mac daddy makes you jump! (yeah)
I pump info, into nymphos, who be bonin
Clonin, Vanessa
Del Rio And yes sir
Del see no evil, hear no evil
It's normal,
I come formal, to keep 'em warm 'til the morn'