Eleventh Hour

by Del The Funky Homosapien

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released 11 March 2008

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Track Name: Raw sewage
Salutations now you’re facing a real nigga D-E-L , I don’t feel bigger / Up here on stage man i keep it real witcha / I’m here to entertain ya’ll, let’s play ball / I stay raw as coke flawless flows / A novice cant recall why his jaw is broke / Trying to borrow quotes, that his problem folks, we all adults / Let’s see how long he floats / Against the barrage of assaults dislodge his throat / Send death charges to carve his boat / in the cart to Oakland to all my folks / Del apart from most / He hard with jokes / Target scoped and I don’t care how far he go / And the bitch is a party ho / Ain’t hardly no debutante she give head for ones / You said I read you wrong and your head get stomped

Zac Hendrix cuts

Yo, D that stands for dangerous / Never rearrange my stuff to sell units / Niggas do it then you cant come back again / Del is busy mastering all the styles of black music, cause I’m attracted to it / Then add rap to it through hip hop movement / Get ya groovin’ spit raw sewage / Miss ya’ll foolish hoes / Live my life on cruise control stay level headed / Plus, I got the devil’s legend / So, I'm scopin’ the scene / Like metal detection, dental infection, alized erection keep shitting perspective / So, I don’t misinterpret a word sent to my auditory canal / My memory works like storing a file / Always supporting my pals and that’s more important than thousands of dollars or drowning in sorrow if I’m around tomorrow / There’s a chance to advance to the spot that I feel is proper to stop at / Examine my work understand I how I work / Make sure my structure’s solid which is up to knowledge, education / Charlatan’s have no patience, show irrational behavior /Getting trapped with paper and thats the danger
Track Name: Bubble pop
This goes out to my peoples who I love a lot / Del with another hot joint named Bubble Pop / It’s just me commentating on helium heads who be hating, I’m deflating / Building a rep from game innovation / Still in effect they feel penetration / Peeling them back like a tall sealing a crack / Mind state kind of militant black / So, I’m willing to back whatever I say with acts / While suckas play favorites or play the back/ Lick ass for a scheme to get past go / But I’ma let them stroll down the golden road / And you know they hate it when they find out the bricks is gold and plated / I told you ancient ass niggas you can’t even hold your weight in proportion in weight, there’s more son / Cause niggas really don’t care if you a thug they or not / This is Del and the jam is the bubble pop

(Chorus)

Why do you think that you are all that? Cause you ain’t
Why do you think that you are all that? Cause you ain’t
Why do you think that you are all that? Cause you ain’t, motherfucka

Yeah that’s the way is goes / Diesel from the the land of the Raiders holmes / You played yourself trying to fade the Del - fonica any lyric that you comment on / Cause niggas will say damn, you kinda dumb / I’m too sly and cunning / 100 miles and running, on diesel power / So see you cowards / I’m pleasing thousands but you ain’t leaving housing / Stop the evil frowning ask your people to teach you countenance / While I create beats to keep you bouncing / With aftershocks that eat through mountains / Since the 70’s my pedigree get cheddar cheese / When I used to read Jets and Ebony’s / I bet I reach even the hardest g’s / Cause my artistry ain’t to hard to see / Stay far from me / D love the bop / D-Bo wanna see your bubble pop

(Chorus)

Why do you think that you are all that? You ain’t
Why do you think that you are all that? You ain’t
Why do you think that you are all that? You ain’t, motherfucka

Yeah, I go coo coo for afro puffs / In blue jeans with a massive ass be stuffed / I come to see lovely honey's that’s what’s up / Not you money hungry hoes who be fast as fuck / You’re ass is stuck in la la land / The next morning talking about how dry I am / Tell people I’m mean, damn right I am / But what you like so bad is that I’m like your dad / A hoe will compromise themselves for pleasures they want at the time / Do anything for anybody / Now you tell me who’s really sorry / You used to have an appealing body / Till you let niggas ride the wheels off the trolley / You probably feel that you’re still not a harlot / You see me and then you feel all retarded / Hoes will sell your love for knots a dub what / Get yo bubble popped, bitch

(Chorus)

Why do you think that you are all that? You ain’t (Repeat 4x)

Del ad-lib with the chorus
Track Name: Back in the chamber
D, he back in the chamber / Packing the tainted, Black entertainment back with a vengeance / Slapping you midgets acting suspicious / The macking is vicious / vernacular spectacular rapping all the time / It’s relaxing on the mind / Peace is the word but I’ll beast on a bird trying to feast and splurge/ Put them feet to the curb as soon as you get out my bathroom / And I’m calling a cab too / D ain’t that dude / Close your mouth hoes is out / In the cold without no clothes, no house, no holding me back / I told you when I get to blow she a wrap, excuse my language / But they play a game which leaves folks open to any tricks she hoping to get to work / Anything better than to hit the turf / Sucking dicks for work had a straw and skirt she bezerk

Del ad-lib

Chorus

You really naughty and you think you awfully foxy
All the stunts that you pull is rather shocking
Go ahead and cock me back in the chamber
You see me weave through the drama and the danger.
You do things that momma is ashamed of
Name one nigga who gonna save you? Ain’t none.

You really naughty and you think you awfully foxy
All the stunts that you pull is rather shocking
Go ahead and cock me back in the chamber
You see me weave through the drama and the danger

Whoo, Diesel back in the chamber cross a bitch off a dame hopeful for a bank roll / Ain’t no nigga civilized enough to rise above the count that slick / Mount a bitch, clowned a bitch, looking astounded while they surround the bitch / Oopsy I’m out the loopsy that’s just how it is / I don’t crowd the wig with tales about how you jerks turn out them dears / I’m about my peers and pixels / Trick hoes always try to stir my mix though / Nah uh, not off herbs and Cisco brought the shit back but big tho / Now dig ho, keep your lid shut about my nabisco / Or you going to get a clip thrown into your hip bone / I got them photographs of you hoeing ass / Getting fucked slow and fast / Blowing hash / Yeah, that hoe was fast but I’m Flash Gordon snorting, I’m sharper than a porn tip

What you laughing for bitch, i don’t see nothing funny, sucka.

Phone snippets outro
Track Name: Slam dunk
Pow, watch the crowd go wow / While I wild out and pile drive the style / Plow a line down the middle / Skibby-dee-doo-da-day and make a nigga look cripple / But he just enabled by ripple, / It’s too evident, cleverness will never get you anywhere bitch / Not in this game you gotta exchange / Quick mane dish the pain and have distance aim / I’m blistering like missile command / Bristling with the energy as I’m dissin’ you man / Hieroglyphics this is the brand / D-E-L that simply a branch / Gifted and swift with the raps / Scripted the temperature Black / Niggas be twisting the facts / But I’lI be getting them back to how original Black / Did it with all integrity in tact / Then smash the backboard upon impact

Zac Hendrix cuts

Call me Gerber's just the what they need baby / I know it seems crazy how the referee play me / You see my team blazing all a bunch a dream-chasers / The way I ball I feed the nation cause my team the nation / I know it seems courageous / but I hope this things contagious/ the faster we apply teamwork we’ll be reimbursed / You know I’ll do something like an alley oop / Let my man soak a little bit of the ballyhoo/ I do it dolo too though / I’m swift on impulse / I dip all in close then bolt / Nimble on my toes, I call it pimp mode / Take it to the hole / Watch the blimp flow in your dental / Using fundamentals with the crews motivation / Make the losing competition feel like doing something dangerous / And we guerilla armed / Del he got the killer charm / Dish the pill to palm / You never know when the shit is on

Zac Hendrix

All net / All bets are off / Accept ya’ll loss when we rep for ours / We go extra hard forget the stars / The sun shines brighter projects to mars / I train all year / Brain all clear / Feign all fear / The gangs all here / And we play ball fair / Fast break all air / More hops than a hare / Hip hop is the way I wanna watch / You know it’s fantastic hands clapping /Fans chanting the mans anthem / It’s a jam cram action / Everywhere from Oakland to Japan is dancing / My brand of rapping some can’t imagine / So go and catch it live all the stuff I specify areas I specialize in when I bless the mic / Cool is the session the message is a festive vibe but still checking on niggas who get too fly
Track Name: Situations
Diesel back to rap to y’all / Unloading a lot off my chest / No sense in holding on to it, you know / Keep it rolling / While some walk around like gimmie you owe me / Not kidding / I mean totally lost in self denial, full of bologna / So mean, always mad and loathing / Everything surrounding just soaking everybody energy up like protein / Gossiping lots of them don’t even know me / Posing fraudulating whole scenes for the viewing pleasure of those with no things to occupy themselves and keep them growing but y’all know me / I see no need to stifle yo thing especially if we homies / But if that’s the way its going be so be it / No grievance I don’t feel my soul needed

Chorus

Just situations that we go through
But you can’t let emotions control you
Foes will go and try to throw you
Cause they know it’s a way to control you
They say I’m cold, but I told you
I got goals I focus on the whole view

D-E-L ya’ll know I’m telling ya’ll it’s no beef/ I be on the solo creep / Flows keep shit on the slunder but I’ma go deep, so deep below behold the whole sea / So seek, visualize and peep coral reef / That goes for those who feel they so elite / So weak about how shit’s supposed to be/ Y’all dopes to me / Sit back insulting me / But you don’t get more votes than me / I outshine you don’t generate as many volts as me / Still I can cut the lights I’m low key / But that don’t stop the hoes, they nosey / You know the hoes be thinking they pussy gold, please / I told her please you chose me / To get close to me, to get dough from me / I ain’t buying it / Now you feel low and weak / Went from daddy to ignoring me / Went from ignoring me to ordering me / Uhm went from that to trying to throw with me / Now you gotta go, you can hold the streets / And your momma said no, she know more than me / So you cant go home and sleep / And D ain’t giving up dough to freak / And you know that

Chorus

Just situations that we go through
But you can’t let emotions control you
Foes will go and try to throw you
Cause they know it’s a way to control you
They sleep, they weep, below you
You can tell they emotions show through
They say I’m cold, but I told you
I got goals, I focus on the whole view (repeat 3x)

Zac Hendrix cuts
Track Name: Naked Fonk
What’s happening playboys and playgirls, this D-E-L- I’m here with Opio he hit me off with this joint and I think I’m going to call it Naked Fonk

Chorus

Naked fonk, shake your rump, make you jump
Naked fonk, stanky fonk, wake me up to that naked fonk
Shake your rump to that stanky stuff, that naked fonk
Come on, take me up on it baby

Ughhhh, Op laid a turd and it’s good / It’s back girl wash your hands / Before this funk get tossed to fans / Now you gots to dance / You big ol’ gangsta you / Even gangstas boogie / Looky here / Yeah up under the rug / The shit y’all tried to hide, you mugs finin’ to get it now / D-E-L y’all I’m living foul / Running off at the mouth / I talk about niggas who play a game and they hoes the same / Tricks and dicks quickies, pick me please /Saying anything a bitch believe / Dream merchants no reimbursements / Life goes on / So I write those songs that I’ll flow on / Roll one to grow on / So on and so on cold and so wrong / Just don’t be long / D the respond of a predawn / Weak niggas feed on / Once I hit this bump betcha get chumped / Trying to shortchange me, insane D / Bitch blame me / I’m the scapegoat/ I’m the plane, the boat, smuggling straight coke / Ooh yeah of this

Chorus

Naked fonk, shake your rump, make you jump
naked fonk, stanky fonnk, wake me up with that naked fonk
shake your rump to that stanky stuff, that naked fonk
come on take me up on it baby

Naked fonk we gonna make you feel like you on the pole / Now find your soul / Now mine your gold / Now I’m the troll you gotta pay the toll / Once you cross that bridge lost that lid trying to off my clique / Now get off my dick / Now back to the people, I’m attracted to equal all sorts of evil / Cause D will make evil take a sleep pill / Dive into my creepshow it’s illegal / Drug paraphernalia, ice pirates, coochie tyrants, pimpin’ at its finest / Hoes in denial, shows for survival / I only spit what I know / But fools think I’m lying tho / I’m inside at home trying to leave these hoes alone / She said I’m so and so blowing on a dosia cone / She thinks I’m large / Shit that’s mine, she thinks is ours / While I’m asleep, she sleep with johns in my garage / It’s not a thang, I never bought a ring / You know positive thangs is not all I sang / I’ma, I’ma, give to you raw like O.D.B / I’ma, I’ma, hit you in the jaw like O.P.D with this, this, this

Chorus

Naked fonk, shake your rump, make you jump
Naked fonk stanky fonnk, wake me up to that naked fonk
Shake your rump to that stanky stuff, that naked fonk
Come on, take me up on it baby

Del ad-libs...
Track Name: Hold Your Hand
Full of cobras, yolla, dosia stands / Soldiers roll as hoes come to hold your hand / What they told ya is bogus, motive scams / Payola for motorolas and coco plants / Ask the bitch why you attracted to a older man / If you play you better know your hand / They be po-po fans / Loco in the cabeza / Possessive, no questions / Hoe sexes for yo necklace / Self esteem low / Pimps get the green dough / Extreme show of gratitude for slapping you / I’ma rapper with actual facts for you / Look at that, that’s what crack will do, zappin fools / Make the most attractive boo turn transient / Lost in the ambience pantiless, scantily dressed / She like give me a kiss, a price for pimps with a pantry of flesh for your cash / But it can’t be a check

Chorus

Niggas be so damn slow man, I told them man
No one’s gonna hold your hand
I don’t know why niggas be so damn slow man, I told them man
No one’s gonna hold your hand
I don’t why niggas be so damn slow man, I told them man
No one’s gonna hold yo hand
I don’t know why niggas be so damn slow man


I ain’t mesmerized by a pleasure promise with lies / It won’t twist my brain if a bitch complain / I’ma analyze wisely the situations, see if shit you saying is warranted / If so, I’ll more than give my all to correct any flaws / If you in denial, by hoe / I can’t hold your hand, you’re tool old for that / I don’t know them cats / Should I order straps? / She’ll be blowing sacks but you owe’m scratch and its extra weed / Niggas trying to threaten me / Why they sweating me? / I even let them eat, now they wanna catch me sleep / Fat chance / Now my hands holding / Ammo loaded / Slamming voltage to shock Einstein's /When the fine line is crossed / A blind mind with thoughts to real to concoct / That’s them, action / Make something happen

Chorus (repeats multiple times then fades out)
Track Name: Foot Down
Here we go again y’all against all obstructions / Fuck them / Im D-E-L, a man against some munchkins / Ever since toughskins and underoos I had to choose / Said I was never gonna lose on a count of niggas who stumbled through / She didn’t think they’d stick / Friends of me and freaks who eat a dick / Usually, I read them quick but always seem to keep it in / Always something problematic / Always got involved in static / Calling me names or try to game me / And when I change me but make me angry / Same things niggas do to marks / I figured they could use a talk / I’ma good listener when crew departs / When show times over and its through the heart / At that point no need to ask / No more talking I’ma beat that ass / But if I’m at fault, I need to ask them thangs before i spaz

Chorus

Im putting my foot down, my temperature is burning hot (repeat 4x)
Ok, I’m putting my f.o.o.t.d.o.w.n down, my temperature is burning hot
I’m putting my foot down, my temperature is burning hot (repeat 2x)

It’s big, it’s small, it really ain’t nothing at all / But it gather like an avalanche / So I’ma stop it now while I have the chance / For the funk will surely flow / It’s only me, my theory go / Bitches must be pretty slow / Thinking what they say I’ll go for / No sir I’m extra cool I’ma let go on do what they do / Fuck you fool say what’cha want to / I can see that’s what you love to do / Just don’t touch me cause I ain’t touching you / And I know you weak as hell / Cause I treat you well and that’s the reason why you speak to Del / Like a fan of D-E-L you need to go and read a book / Or take a hint your free to look / But no you want to be a crook in my neck / That’s causing pain / Sometimes I think you all insane / Cut me off all in my lane / But you can’t cut what’s in my brain / Think I’m playing but I ain’t / You think you staying but you can’t / Don’t be quaint, I’m in the paint / I’ma bust that shot to make you faint

Chorus

I’m putting my foot down, my temperature is burning hot (repeat 2x)
I’m putting my f.o.o.t.d.o.w.n down my temperature is burning hot
I’m putting my foot down, my temperature is burning hot(repeat 2x)


Here we go again y’all against all / Who get all pissed off at D-E-L like they situation is his fault / Bitch all you want / My niggas is up in the front they smoking blunts / And you get the hunch they ain’t gotta be told more than once / Bridge over troubled water / We finna to bubble harder / Sayonara, I don’t harbour bad feelings / Cause i know karma is like a boomerang / So fuck finding who’s to blame / Now maybe you should change /Girl, I ain’t playing your stupid games / So I shook you / Why I don’t use your name / I know all the spots you used to hang / But I don’t really boost or bang, I used to / That was a youthful thang / Now I just come out my nigga bag to spit on fags, when they shit on blast / Man I’m too damn old to play around / I’ll let a motherfucka just lay on the ground

Chorus

I’m putting my foot down, my temperature is burning hot(repeat 4x)
Ok I’m putting my f.o.o.t.d.o.w.n down my temperature is burning hot
I’m putting my foot down, my temperature is burning hot(repeat 2x)

Stomp, stomp, bigfoot, Beeyotch

Zac Hendrix cuts
Track Name: I'll Tell You
It must’ve took you many moons to become so ignorant that it isn’t any use / You should really think before you speak / Cause every time you open your mouth nigga, I peep / You gotta platinum chain, you got a platinum brain / Not one single fact remains / Don’t speak upon my acts and ways / When your dumb ass can’t hack half the pace / Huh you a public speaker / Can’t say shit to you without it leaking / A meeting of the minds /You like to sling mud till the enemy is blind / Huh, you got the worse cavities spreading peoples business like you eat dirt sandwiches / Your life if sure scandalous / You love gossip lots of it and you can’t resist

Chorus

Please don’t get it misconstrued, if you missing a clue then, I’ll tell you
Fools quit trying to twist the news, you wanna get the truth then, I’ll tell you
You wanna know how you can do it with style, when you putting it down, I’ll tell you
Del will do that and mo’ but if you not sure homeboy, let me tell you

You know you phony / Talking about me when you know the story / Conversation ancient territory / You at a loss of words whenever thoughts is heard / It isn’t true seeing something you thought you heard / You need to concentrate just to drop a turd / Tell the other half of your body / To wipe the other ass cheek after you potty / You masking probably / I probably did this and that you never saw me / Try mastering your ABC’s and you can graduate kindergarten while you’re in your teens / Ha, ha, ha, now you wilding in the streets / Lying about niggas so now you in a beef / We allowin’ you to eat / So chill cause you can’t eat without your teeth

Chorus

Please don’t get it misconstrued, if you missing a clue then, I’ll tell you
Fools quit trying to twist the news, you wanna get the truth then, I’ll tell you
You wanna know how you can do it with style when you puttin it down, I’ll tell you
Del will do that and mo’ but if you not sure homeboy, let me tell you

In my book your worth a listen / But then again it’s a work of fiction / You be in hibernation cause you never catch one word that I be saying / But nah, you can speak for yourself / And 80 others that you seeking to tell / Everything about can’t wait to bring it out, cause it’ll sting your mouth / But have a mind of your own / Don’t give away pieces to others / Or you gonna to find yourself in shit that’s deeper than cover / The station you listening on is misinformed / You think you getting warm on a distant farm / The shit that you spit is wrong, its fabrication / You have a fascination for inaccurate data / You don’t need a head just a hand in the rotator / Yeah, that’s a fact, its a fact that it’s made up

Chorus

Please don’t get it misconstrued, if you missing a clue then, I’ll tell you
Fools quit trying to twist the news, you wanna get the truth then, I’ll tell you
You wanna know how you can do it with style, when you puttin it down, I’ll tell you
Del will do that and mo’ but if you not sure homeboy, let me tell you
Track Name: Workin' It
Yo, stacking chips / Cracking whips / Back in this, sonofabitch / Punish you if / You coming to get some of chips / I summons a blitz / Running the streets / Tongue in cheek / Pummeling beats / Tunneling freaks / Feel me black / I really rap / Conceal the trap / I deal the pack / Going gone / Growing long / Loaded arm, throwing bombs / I found the answers / Designed the chapters / I’m someone who knows I run the show

Chorus (repeat 2x)

Working it, exerting it, you’re it now fully immersed in it
Working it, murking it, make sure you get what you want from it

I state the claim / I break the chains / But show no shame / Cause I know the game /fools know I’m sane / But got a loaded brain / So I leave a solders stain / When I flow some game / I totally mame / Throw on a rotary exchange / Exposing the change / I know when to feign / Motive is anger, I’m holding those same words / Unload’em on paper /Niggas float into vapor / Promoting the caper you soak in the lake / Hatred, I take it back to basics / Lace my kicks I always knew I would make it stick / I let it ease up off an immediate I can see the cliff / I make beats that rip / Plus Freak the shit out a geeky bitch/ let them eat the strip / I’m completely here /now I want ya’ll to groove and move your feet to this

Chorus (repeat 2x)

Working it, exerting it, you’re it now fully immersed in it
Working it, murking it, make sure you get what you work from it

This is how I take it / Dish it out then take it / This is about no paper / It’s about my patience / I don’t twiddle my thumbs / I know how to make it jump off / I don’t promote tough talk / I do what I do / I win and you lose / Trying to put it in your two / I don’t listen to fools / Misconstrue the truth and all logic / You think your all that but, I think not / Yo, I lay further back to puff starters and parkas and troop jackets / Niggas will shoot at’cha, I’m a real dude / So I feel you / Show you a ill view / Always build new structures to touch you / I pump substance / Always up to something, but no frontin’

Chorus

Working it, exerting it, you’re it now fully immersed in it
Working it, murking it, make sure you get what you work from it (Repeat 3x)

Working it, exerting it, you’re it, now fully immersed in it
Fully immersed in it, I said your fully immersed in it, fully immersed in it

Zac Hendrix cuts
Track Name: Last Hurrah
KU

Nowadays what ya’ll kicking is just random at best / The course of action trapped before the phantom express / I never fail to impress like a shell in the chest / I’m living well and I can tell that you’re compelled to confess / Now I’m linking up with Del to address / How these fools posted up all in the wings and they ain’t acting proper / So we gots to swoop down like some Apache choppers / Don’t act like it’s a game, nigga ask yo poppa / Yo D we shaking up the town again / And its not fatal but I’m able to flip just like laredos / The blip cannot locate the flow sick with conversational / Motivational mantras thats undebatable / But on occasion it be fools that wanna blaze a tool / They on the move and I know they don’t approve of my ability to bend’em them with hostility intended / When handgun’s extended they like damn son ripped it / Like quite wicked like getting kicked in the testicular / Blow to the senses, hitting harder than vehicular manslaughter / Leave a nigga laying perpendicular / Jam harder than the whitest e.n.v distributor / Nigga what / Right now my patience at a minimum / Fuck all these jaded critics leav’em faded off the synonyms / Sideline niggas talkin bullshit about you / Crews that’ll doubt ya use KU kick it notches / If you do insist to shout about a fool then how bout’cha bring it /But you know it won’t improve upon your outcome / You just too use to getting outdone / J Malcolm reign down on you like malstrom / I tried to keep it peace between us / But you had to release the beast and it got beats in english / So fuck the games that people play / The way I make people pray nowadays people say

Del

I’ma ill man fill hands with green bills / All seems chill till I see me some mean grills / They must be senile or maybe just see nil / Well we will vanquish the yankees with the faintest motions that they fin’ to get some / its dumb I spit some of this wickedest wisdom from Oakland Cali / Ya’ll slow pokes like broken athletes smoking cavi, agony /Don’t get mad at me I got this locked into a science / I like doing this its a self expression of aggression and defiance against you tyrants / Who think my mind is trapped / You snatch power u i’ll devour you the same as / I let a dame give me brain last / You go against the grain get your frame smash over the rocks / You get towed to the docks / You know when it pop / Know when to stop / KU on Bay View to link up with D-E-L to the lay you / Play you tunes, a terrorist with a verse / Whenever risk is involved no need to twist a arm / Nigga / This the bomb what you want fist or palm / Go get yo gat, you a bitch for that / This a rap motherfucka / I spit the facts / That’s all I need to twist your cap back / End all be all, I see you free fall / Ya need tall trying to play b-ball with these hogs / Bottomless cosmos, osmosis, no focus los lobos / Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum / As the planets revolve around sun and don’t ask how come / It’s like that and that’s how it is, that’s jam master jay and when he passed away / That’s the day the clocked stopped / We just sit back and you watch fake niggas pop the talk you never walk / We ain’t upset, we don’t see ya’ll as a threat at all / Reality undisputed? If you say it ain’t so / Then yo ass is stupid / If the shoe fit quit jumping to conclusions, dummy
Track Name: Str8t Up And Down
Back in the saddle with some ammo for you / Rattlesnakes who believe you immortal /Told ya’ll pulling ya hoe card before you bogard and overflow / I’ll assure you know there is two sides you hide foolish pride every time you high side and storm through / Watch it thats the topic I’m talking / you thoughtless so walk with no caution/ stop it because you pop shit so often/ its toxic / Just like a jock itch obnoxious / Think you God’s gift but you not a bit / Like your comments your not the bomb drop it / When you start your engines I’m cringing / Then intentionally I don’t listen / I hear you just the same just distance all of my conscious thought or attention / Your lip service serves no purpose / Ain’t even real its just your invention

Chorus (repeat 2x)

No nonsense it’s straight up and down
This is how it is, the way it goes down
It don’t slow down get on the boat now
Nothing to doubt, it’s straight up and down
Thats how I’m calling it, top to bottom is my attitude, you cant fuck around

You need to try heed the procedure / And stop trying to leap ahead like you the leader / Or you the boss because you ain’t either / You off the meter/ please take a breather / Think you foxy but see I see / So you wanna mock me / But it’s all theatre/ you don’t know so don’t throw me in that bag of average hokey pokies / No need / Soon as you try a okey dokey / Don’t be shocked to find yourself both feet touching clouds back on the ground / You’re much too proud / Your whole style is revolting / Insulting you clown my intelligence / As if things you say have any relevance / Just beef cause you say it with eloquence / That’s just game, it’s stanking, im smelling it / You are not the truth you are feeling inadequate adding your embellishments

Chorus

No nonsense it’s straight up and down
This is how it is, the way it goes down
It don’t slow down get on the boat now
Nothing to doubt, it’s straight up and down
Thats how I’m calling it, top to bottom is my attitude, you cant fuck around

Game peep game / So ain’t nothing going over my head / You may as well notice its all in your head / You show it with boldness / Even though I know you think I don’t know this / You got weak game everything you speak change tune / As soon as you say it
that ‘s bogus / Don’t trip you see that way is low risk / I say there’s no gold without no risk / Oh shit, but you know this you just think you so slick you can just go over it / What do it take to finally wake you up / Feel this and bet it’s sobering

Chorus (repeat 4x)

No nonsense it’s straight up and down
This is how it is, the way it goes down
It don’t slow down get on the boat now
Nothing to doubt, it’s straight up and down
Thats how I’m calling it, top to bottom is my attitude, you cant fuck around
Track Name: I Got You
Ladybug Mecca -

In my own words said you slightly drunken vertigo / Single source transportation to your ego / Skribble it till you skitzo or whatever / I pop a tissue soft, keep ahead of the weather / Magic mountain got my head right / Step light, pop pure not a pesticide in sight / Certified organic like I’m melanin right / You panic in a scurry / Drop dead from the scurvy / Now I’m looking at somebody with grief / With omega threes and sixes,nines can’t divide we / Del do it for the folks and such / Crappy rappers choking in the smoke he emote / Left them with star dust, star struck face / Embrace my feminine energy pace and clutch this / Cause I got you tight as what, you got me?

Chorus

Del - Yo, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Mecca - Yes, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Del - Yo, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Mecca - Yes, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Del - Yo, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Mecca - Yes, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Del - Yo, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Mecca - Yes, I got you tight as what, you got me?

Del - Ho!! If you really want to get it, you know we gotta do it together, yes we gotta do it together.
If you really want to get it, you know we gotta get it together, yes we gotta get it together, Yes we...

Del

With my own words send you further backwards/ Tractor beams catcha backhand the pastor / That’s blasphemous well who the hell asked you / Mecca’s whole directive is to hand down the chapter / I’m flying off the rafters / Silencers and magnums /No not handguns markers for taggin / Barnstorming your coordinates like dragons / Fuck who your fam is / They famish from famine / I love to see that / I’m off the meat rack / I kick my feet back and listen to the beat slap / Mecca got your teeth wrapped around her kneecap / Trying to beat that / Rocks beat scissors, scissors beats paper, paper beat rock / We got you in the box, like a fiend in detox / Rebelling against the empire like the Ewoks.

Mecca

I got them under the lights to drop heat / That night she quietly stole the great ease and the crowd was pleased / Still reeling from the shock we brought / Preserve love for the art / Poured love from the heart / Eyes stole in the shocked crowd

Del

You know our plot ties in with the rockslide / Stopping Apartheid / Freedom will reign in the brain with unity / Funk will flow through the veins / Then bring the change and arrange this passing for, forever raising the bar / Praising Allah first / Hit you with a raw verse doing yard work / Seeing how it all works / The time has come for the rising sun / Don’t look any further / Cause I’m the one, be to the 2 / I got you tight as what / You got me?

Chorus

Mecca - Yes, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Del - Yo, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Mecca - Yes, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Del - You know I got you tight as what, you got me?
Mecca - Yes, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Del - Yo, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Mecca - Yes, I got you tight as what, you got me?
Del - Yo, I got you tight as what

Mecca Ad-libs
Track Name: Funkyhomosapien
Meet the emperor / Sure to keep the temperature tropical hot as hellfire / Del is dire straights might awaken 85’er / Some say that I’m a little, well how can I phrase it / Out of the spectrum with language radiance / Personify / But I’ll let ya’ll be the judge, you can call me whatever you want / I just come to give you pleasure with funk / That’s my forte’ / The others be sorbet, mushy consistency / Yeah, they push me, riff with me, trip to me / Ever giving a fuck about they hard luck they pin on me / When they gon’ see your luck is circumstantial / At your will, use it or lose it, stupid / Do it for you / Cause nobody’s gonna do it for you / So let’s go

Chorus(sample)

Peep game then from the main man Diesel / I got a lot to say man / But niggas try to play me like the rain man / Hoes try to take me on the train man / Knowing that the tracks end / Just collapse into an empty canyon, abandoned / It’s a sad one who plots devious plans in Satan’s name / Cause they can’t take the game / Cause they fake and lame /Come break these changes

It’s psychological not mythological/ Bitch get a job for real / Not hoeing or dick blowing / You can tell me where you going / D know, no need to be holding a grudge / From the start of niggas showing some love / Plus at the end / Everybody will be closing their mug / We all pause, so I know I’ma scrub / Get up get the dirt of my shoulder blades / You got to fail to succeed so no one is safe / Yes, you gotta risk it, it’s the mother of invention I’m butter with diction / What a fucking whiz kid / Taught by the best, I flip it with finesse / I’m different from the rest / We all gotta step to the batter’s box / So, it matters not / What a chatterbox blab about / We don’t even know without a doubt /Man, come on fool

Chorus(sample)

Yeah, yeah sure you do/ I heard that you going on about with a whole bunch of doubt / Now rolling about without knowledge of self / is gonna get you in a situation / Whooped with a belt / you coulnd’t excel / Do it again, first time you get your hands on the sticks /
You ain’t gonna be the shit / That’s why there’s practicing doctors, practicing mathematicians and authors all for the skrill / Man chill / Man you ain’t for real / You ain’t moving until I peel back some bills / Fool you still open pills / Be a part of it instead of being slick like an eel, silly?

Del ad lib...