[Del]Aiyyo whattup El-P?
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[El]Yo whattup Del-phonic?
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[Del]Nuthin man; I was on the bus the other day man
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tryin to listen to my Walkman
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This motherfucker all in my face
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Tryin to holla at me and shit
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I'm like, "Man - dude you just a offspring"
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[Del]
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I'm very interplanetary and vary with various experiments
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Gregarious with verbals for your merriment
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What El-P tell me to use, the beat di-ffuse
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You lose and get played like a mood
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I'm rude revolting leave you molting
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No thing - compares to my compadres
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We'll take it to Broadway
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It's beautiful the execution flawless
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You all wet, soggy groggy when you saw me
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But I never tire whenever I adjust my thrust
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Females blush I bring the California gold rush
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Your flow sucks, your stamina can't endure
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I manicure your lavender amatuer landed words
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You haven't heard? Cannabis analyst
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Add a twist to my manuscripts
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I'l have you sent to the showers
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Me and El-P, is superpowers like the US and USSR
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Blow you like the Deathstar
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Leave your chest scarred like Sagat
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My plot proliferates, hits you like barbituates
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in a twist of fate and splits your face
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It's the great DelTron-Z, soundbombing
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Run to mommy, I'm airin out your dirty laundry
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I'm shooting then executing you're aiming from mainstream
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Your brain tingles, strangles your lame jingles
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Bingo I bring flows that attack like wild dingoes
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Can't be pigeonholed, anything goes gringo
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[El-Producto]
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Here we go - up jumps the outcast, sever the connection
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My mostly overconfident acquaintances pull numbers
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to the anti-potients and fear that I drip sick in
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And rise out of my shell to teach sick or bedridden emcees
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til they fear living
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Blockin the cocks that bust shots, spittin smitten bitches
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til the day of the locust, kitchen cutlery cuts
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DMX 16 crossfade with a strange lust
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Dr. Strangelove, born in the back of the train, fameless shame
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shared with acne pick brain pit
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Tried to capture the moment of subtle death
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Destro magnet spit - action fit into capsules
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slipped in the dirty waterway speaker cabinets
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Maximum b-boy axiom stabbin shit
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Intellectual women find that my rhyme style relaxes them
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and wonder if I fuck to the same rhyme style pattern
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It's autobahn pipe bomb glass fragment shatter
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to break new jacks at after parties for actin actual
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Factor X into your formula for fresh thoughts
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with a Megalon wingspan that bulge from the back of the text radical
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Radio time tracks flatten your flattery
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The tradition excuse used by biters; ambiguously homo
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Knotted tights and colored underwear
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that's wrapped around the brittle legs of
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things without weapons - I'm grief diseased brethren
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Swim in a sea of shit and malt liquor, feed on Excedrin
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Radiate through tenements; emcees bleed estrogen!
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Chorus: Del and El-P
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Watch insanity increase
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Break it up piece by piece
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Never weak in the least
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Think you better see a priest
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(Mortality, don't battle me, it's costly
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We the raw breed all of y'all is just the offspring)
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[El]Yo Del kick that shit again
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[Del]
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Tomahawking your tom-tom club
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You tried to holler at me at my show, lookin like you on drugs
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You love the Del I'll thug you, bumpin Juvenile
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Thinkin you in style, packin like you movin now
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I move top speed, scott free with cock-D
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Knock-kneed delivery that scorches you like Lockheed
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Dr. Decibel, my deliverance is questionable
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but as far as this session goes I'm wreckin skulls
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Better check your pulse, we visionaries with this
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Scarin the shit outta record labels next to fatal
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Right beside homocide bonafied bewilderment
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Militant diligence like I'm buildin pyramids
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Peel your cap reveal your lack of flavor
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Track your pager plus your celly
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Piss on your Pele Pele, catch you comin out of belly
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Dumbin out daily, tell me, what was your rationale
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Think of matchin Del I disconect your PacTell
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My mobile code words, showboat with no hope
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for any rhyme you kick or any beat you load up
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Leave you catatonic off a bag of chronic, skanless with anthems
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Stomp your little cadence out at random
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[El-Producto]
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Ran-random, ran-random
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El and |