No Need For Alarm

by Del The Funky Homosapien

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released 01 January 1993

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Track Name: You're In Shambles
Check it out...1st to bat, steppin' up to the plate is...

I'm the monsta' / Comin’ in closa', I'll roast ya' / Not never worried 'bout competition / Listen, I can twist men into pretzels / My jet skills, can outrun / 'Cause it's fun / I'm not done / One or even two could even try / It's not a even try / I'll leave 'em, pleadin’ / Why did you do it / I'ma school kids and tease 'em and please 'em / For the treason / That's the reason / I'ma squeeze 'em / Make 'em tell / And make 'em dwell
They're not dead / I got lead, but I won't use it / I'll refuse it / 'Cause they're losin' / I'll be merciful /
I won't hurt the skull / With the hollow tip / I'll make sure they follow tips, that I tell 'em / I won't spell 'em, out / They'll shout, in horror / 'Cause they saw a metamorphis / I'ma force kids out the galaxy /
So now ask me / Don't try to go around / Because I know the sound / They're not stealthy / I'm dope, the opposers / I make sure you chose the straight and narrow / Prepare though, and be careful

Chorus

You had your chance, and you blew it
You had your chance, and you blew it
You had your chance, you blew it
You had your chance

Now peep this / They forgot / And now they gonna rot / They didn't know that they could sell a lot
of trash / 'Cause it doesn't smash or last / They got cash, but now / How are you gonna survive / Because you strive to gamble / You're in shambles / And I'm glad / I could add flavor / I'm the savior / Misbehavior can catch hell / None can match Del / Unless they stress, fresh / I'm nonetheless and take a guess / The one that make 'em go run back / And tell they crew / That Del is true / He tell a new way to say whatever's clever / I'm gonna sever necks of those who don't respect the rap legacy / Because I egg MC's, / On the late night / They got away writin' clever raps / 'Cause with that bullshit it sounds like they never rapped / In they life / I got a knife, that is lyrical / And Del is causin' fear and still has potential / They didn't learn / Now the money's gonna burn / I yearn to make rap better / Let's stick together!

Chorus

You had your chance, you blew it
You had your chance and you blew it
You had your chance, blew it!
You had your chance...

Del The Funky Homosapien, from Hieroglyphics (Repeated until music fades)
Track Name: Catch A Bad One
People havin memory loss / They don't remember I'm the boss / You're claustraphobic, when I close in /
In on your men and your faculty, / You wack'll be / Out my face, / You must be basin / If you think / that you could tackle the triumphant / I pump it, the volume / Increase, as you mieces get sliced to pieces /
Please listen to my album / Even if you're white like talcum and unpaid get'cha stay in / Tuned with my tune and I presume and see doom / designated / To anyone who stated / A word against me / I serve an MC / Simply, put like my foot up your anus/ Ya Shamus / Tryin to get over / I'ma go for mine / You know the time / Now that I'm older / I'm gonna rip niggaz heads with the said salutations / Introducing Del and his bid for boostin tails of my adventures / Attempt to try
and you will limp or die / Whichever I choose, you lose / Crews get ashamed cause we blame 'em for bitin
You might win / If you start writin, and stop fightin / No time for games / I'll rearrange my vocals in your headphones / I hold 'til I get a answer / Acknowledge and abolish all the wack records / Hieroglyphics, you know, respected


Chorus (Repeat 2x)

Who caught the harm? You bought the farm
If you're a friend, there's no need for alarm

I get juiced when I let loose a little of my cleverness / Up under my follicles with no mousse / Choose your weapon / You kept steppin / You're swept in a hurricane / Del'll blow your brain / So your next generations of youth will be facin the truth / And the truth is I'll leave you with the loose tooth / Gums get split if you bit
I'll extract the truth out your ass like I'm standin in the pulpit / Or a lie dectector wrecked ya sector / When you're standing / I can swing, branding, expanding, on what I'm handing to the people / Cause we will /And you can't say a damn thing about it / If you doubt it / You're already outta line / So let me remind your behind / About the switch which I used to bruise your bottom / That little nigga tried to cut, I caught him / He didn't think that I would see that / So be that / And be off the D cause we rap / We sap the strength and lap the length around the whole course of time / And still got the time to unwind

Chorus (Repeat 2x)

Who caught the harm? You bought the farm
If you're a friend, there's no need for alarm

Weak MC's make me earl / Earl as your world is crushed / Because I gotta make you hush / You gotta be eliminated / The way I demonstrate it / You hate it / But still I am the greatest / Like a boxer, I'ma knock your socks off / Nowhere to run to, exits are blocked off / Steadily I'm dissin men / I hope you're listenin / Brothers like my flow / Others ride my jock like a bicycle / But I'm psycho / Fools try to play me like Tyco/ Gots ta pull the rifle / Daisy, graze the ass with the bee-bee / It comes speedy / Sign the peace treaty / Or you'll be needin / Medical attention when I leave you bleedin / Throw a monkey wrench in your program / Crammed up your ass and it's just too bad, son / Catch a bad one

Chorus

Who caught the harm? You bought the farm
If you're a friend, there's no need for alarm
Who caught the harm? You bought the farm
If you're a friend, there's no need for alarm
Who caught the harm? You bought the farm
If you're a friend, there's no need for alarm
Who caught the harm? You bought the farm
If you're a foe I'm gonna break your fuckin arm!

KnowhatI'msayin? Peace
Track Name: Wack M.C's
You WACK M.C.'s!
This a dedication to you WACK M.C.'s
This is a dedication to you WACK M.C.'s and you're history, huh.
You WACK M.C.'s!
This a dedication to you WACK M.C.'s
This is a dedication to you WACK M.C.'s and you're history

What a jerk / You need to find rhymes that'll work / You need to desert the rhymin field /
You're a nerd, your rhymin yields and stops / My rhymin shield deflects your puny rhymes / They're 'spect so do decline - any challenge / Forfeit because your shit's / Unbearable, terrible / Sounds like you're sharin flows with Treach / Let's come to grips you’se a drip / Arrogant son of a bitch none of us is rich / This is my stitch in time, enrichin minds / And twistin backs witcha simplistic raps / I let a little bit of my lyrics leak and lather / At my mouth like a mad dog / And seek and gather your neck and bite / I just dissect the mic / And correct the tikes so don't be sassy / You won't be lasting, chastising that's why things / Swing in my favor / Watch your behavior!

Chorus

I cannot stand a WACK M.C.
So step back if you please and don't test me, you're history
I cannot stand a WACK M.C.
So step back if you please and don't test me, you're history

Sample (Repeats 4x)

Wack emcees - your time is up!
How many punks must I kill.. kill?"

Chorus

I cannot stand no WACK M.C.
So step back if you please and don't test me, you're history
I cannot stand no WACK M.C.
So step back if you please and don't test me, you're history

You're jealous overzealous / Del is spectacular / In fact you are wack and far beyond dope / Be gone - nope / You gets no respect / I pose a threat / Cause you're wack and weak / In fact you tried to freak /
Groovy, it was used before / You need to choose a more appealing sample / I seal and stamp fools like mail / You're quite stale / You might fail and I know you're paranoid / Beware, avoid Funky Homosapien / Monkeys I will make of men / Take 'em into custody your style is rus-ty / Plus we, hate R&B cause that shit is sorry / That shit's for saps / Just admit your raps don't cut the mustard / Don't get flustered / Cause ya, skill is null and void / And your skull is void empty / Senseless defenseless I rinse this / Plague away with typhoons and you die soon / Why swoon when you hear a ballad / Is what I tell a broad / Cause L a fraud, he ain't hella hard / I used to look up, now I wanna cook up / Your brain like bass and maintain ya space / Cause I don’t care

Chorus

I cannot stand no WACK M.C.
So step back if you please and don't test me, you're history
I cannot stand no WACK M.C.
So step back if you please and don't test me, you're history

Sample (Repeats 4s)

Wack emcees - your time is up!
How many punks must I kill.. kill?

Wack emcees - your time is up!
You need to get lost, when I get pissed off
Wack emcees - your time is up!
You need to get lost, when I get pissed off
Wack emcees - your time is up!
You need to get lost, when I get pissed off

Wack emcees - your time is up!
How many punks must I kill.. kill?" (Repeat 3x to fade)
Track Name: No Need For Alarm
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 fuckin dreamers / No time for tiddlywinks / If your titties is pink / Then you are white and I'm not the right man / But you can blow pipe / My style is so tight / I be carvin, MC's when I'm starvin / You little chunks of punks that I dunks in my coffee / Get off me / I'm not your softy / But you will cough for your breath and phlegm / Death to them / And silly broads / I fuck 'em and I chuck 'em / 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 / 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 fuck a fat heffer / 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

Chorus(Repeat 4x w/ variations]

"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 / It's welding rhymes and propelling, swelling / Getting bigger, getting niggas 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 motherfucker / Who mother suck a cock / And his brother fuck a jock / And his sister, got blisters on her lips that be spreadin / She be-headin / 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 / 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 / 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'

Chorus (Repeats 5x, then cuts of chorus until music fades)

"You still bet that you can harm me, but you don't alarm me.."
Track Name: Boo Boo Heads
Kurious:

Oh man. Bitches, man, bitches! Sick and tired a this shit. You know what I'm sayin'? Want my money, talkin' shit, don't know how to act, fuckin' tired, man. Fuck am I gonna do, man? Have to put a foot up your ass? Fuckin' tired of it, man. Fuckin' buy you this,
buy you that, fuck that shit! Kurious aint havin' it. Know what I'm sayin'?

Del

Boo boo head, boo boo head, boo boo head / I want you dead / I want you bled & bleeding / Needing medical assistance, resistance / Ya kiss meant nuthin' / You was bluffin' / Stuffin' my brain with insane thoughts and notions / Most intelligent people freak you / Because they'll know you'll give ya all / Give up your drawls / Flap ya jaws and lyin' and have me cryin' / I'll admit it
someone before must’ve shitted down your neck / Boo boo head / What can you do dead? / With lead / Instead of the murda / I'll just tell everybody what I heard of / Word up.

Chorus

Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...

Back in elementary school / You made me drool / I was cool / And rules were never broken / A token of our friendship / All my friends flippin' somersaults / The fault was not yours / Of course, they didn't know, yo / Girls was yucky / Clear 'round & get slapped like a puck-y / But you never said fuck me / That wasn't in the picture / I wouldn't hit ya with ya hair & braids / And the games we played were fun / Till one day a friend said / 'Boo boo heads turn red, in the face / When you place ya hands on her ass in class and give a spank / To thank her for the fun at recess and be fresh / OK, I'll try it / And die if she does but she did / And turned around and socked me like Rocky / I feel like a heel for real / But now I'm older
and told ya to keel over / Cause now it's different / No innocence / And women sprints the way / You sway to the forces of evil / And we will bust that ass fast and quickly / I dig G's / Disrespectin' rep / Now it's when they shiskabobbin’ brothers / Try and rob another / And I'll rub ya the wrong way / Let the song play,

Chorus

Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...

Sample

Bring it to me,
Bring it to me,
Bring it to me honey, honey

Ooh, I wanna smack you / Mack you & attack you / Even if you black you get no slack, sue, / Call a lawyer
boy, ya never knew / Ya crew is on a mission / Every weekend / freakin' and kissin' / With other than ya man / Lets turn the sands in the hourglass / And your power lasts less & guess and take a gander / I slander ya name and spread propaganda / And I demand ya ta stop / Hop on a train before pain'll be ya middle name / In the game of love & happiness / Yes, I caressed ya flesh / But if you test / Ya caught out there without a vest / Mess around and you can rest / I found a new boo boo baby / Maybe I can crave the one that saves thee / Reputation, ya'll lets face it / Ya basin', smokin', leavin' niggas broken & open / But I scope into ya brain / Gain & remain & clues ya use for protection / Now who's next in...

Chorus

Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...

Del

Check this out / Mrs Boo Boo Head you never said that it would be this way / So the jizm i sprayed / In your face / I never waste one drop / It plops down from your chin / You done again

Chorus

Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Del: All a this over boo boo heads,
Kurious: All a this, all a this...
Track Name: Treats For The Kiddies
Del Talking

"A problem? Yeah I got a problem.
Cause. . . I been waitin for hella
long for this shit to come out?
Now this the tricks and treats shit, ya know?
Now all y'all motherfuckas that listen to it,
and I'm sick and tired of
this shit, because...
all you wack motherfuckers keep comin out with records!
And guess what I'm about to do?
Guess what I'm 'bout to do?!
I'm 'bout to catch you out there. . .
and chop your motherfuckin head off!!!"

Who's the jester? / Under pressure? / Not me! / I hate emcees a lot, flee / Escape, / I'll tape your mouth closed / Dispose of your flows / The ones that you chose / Don't compare / Where is your other shit? / When I discover it / I'm shovin that shit / Right back in your mouth, / And start with another kick / Good riddance / Floods of blood like the Red Sea splashes / When I smash kids / Ashes and cremations /We wait in the torture chamber / Of course you blame a brother like Del for murder / Word up, on a mission / It's in my heart rippin fools apart / You dart and dash / But I'll remove your heart fast / With my bare hands / Stashed it into their plans / I'd like to see it pulsate in my palm / Squeeze it, squish it / Eat it with a biscuit for breakfast / You're next, if you step with / Your bright ideas / I might apply years of rhymin / Til the time when I blind men / With a flash of light / I'll blast you right in your corneas / I'm warnin ya's / So take heed to that / Before you bleed, in fact / I'm keepin niggas outta my head / Outta my head / Instead, / they bled /They dead, / Call the Feds

Chorus (Repeat 4x)
This is how you're treated (this is how you're treated)
When my rhyme's completed
Niggas get defeated (defeated!)

I wanna push and shove / Take off the kid gloves / Teren the terrorist / Where a fist holds a dagger
Stick it in your stomach and drag your / Insides across the ground / Get 'em at the lost and found / At the police station / I'm patient / I won't get you yet / So sweat / You're no threat / I bet I can belt your brain
When my scalpel felt your brain you convulsed / No pulse / We lost him / Cost him his life / Fuckin around / It's too easy to buck 'em down / Let 'em drown / Face down in a toilet / Take his brain and boil it / Watchin who I tell cuz they'll spoil it / They might reveal my anger is real / Keep your lips sealed / Or you’re the next to keel over / Or Murderous / Refer to us / When you feel the need / To bleed your chicken feed / Yeah, plead for mercy / Before I burst free / I'm blood thirsty / When it comes to who disturbs me / I make your life complicated, ya hate it / Emcees get ground and grated / While they waited / In the lobby / It's my hobby / It'll probably be me / Who sees your knees buckle / Fuck you / And your duck crew / I'ma pluck you from safety / When I break free

Chorus (Repeat 4x)

This is how you're treated (this is how you're treated)
When my rhyme's completed
Niggas get defeated (defeated!)
Track Name: Worldwide
Cuts by A-Plus

Del:

Who is the two like the Blues Brothers?

Unicron:

Yeah, who does it?

Del:

Me & you kid / We bruise dozens & hundreds of kids / Havin' fun with the wiz / That's me and...

Unicron:

Unicron, the inhuman on the mic / Yikes! (Zoinks!)

Del:

Laser zaps saps who can't rap / They sound like beginners / I slam then I pin ya / Send ya to the hospital
I gots the flow / No nigga dare step / You'll get your hair swept off the floor when I clip ya / Button ya lip ya / Even if the record skips / I still rip / Total rivers / Equip ya punk posse / Ya got lots to see / Days to come / Before you raise from dumb to smarter / Rippin' apart a poser bend 'em inside out, like Yoga / I'm a nice person on the inside / But men hide / When you and your friend die / But a hand to the strangler / The Beni Hanna chopper and we oughtta pop ya and crop ya / Cause we're sick of that shit / I'm about to have a fit and split ya head and kick ya bitch, in the tits / They're tender / mixin' niggas brains like a blender / I kick rhymes like these to injure and end ya / Off ya / Never comin' softer / This is not the best I can offer / I'ma save some for later / You ain't greater than a man with a plan / And the brand that his name / And I hate ya.

Cuts by A-Plus

Unicron:

I'm the youngsta / With the swift tongue / And the kid that lives up the street / Over Jon's beat
I make rappers eat turds and hey / It doesn't matter what version you play / I will still slay a crowd of rhymers / And Del how'd I find ya?

Del:

That one summer years ago I shoulda signed ya.

Unicron:

Just a quick reminder / For those who find a problem with me / I'll put you on noid like a TNT timer
and there's only 20 seconds / Now I'm 16 and yes fiend to wreck shit / I throw temper tantrums /
That's my anthem / I'm not very big / But if you Fuck with me, you'll be like Jerry's kids fucked up and that's tough luck / Unicron has never backed down from a tough fuck / That's what lubricated Trojans are for / Cause I know, when the corn hits the tip, I got the dip / Flip & they sippin' on my nipples / And I will have a fun, too / Cause I get excited when I ride it / Fun while it lasted / Cas, did you like when I did a song back in the day with the Del-a-ray? / You the patna / I'm glad you got the chance to enhance the Jive roster / I'm a foster kid / But Del hooked me / now I look free when I'm out,

Del: And I'm out...

Cuts by A-Plus
Track Name: No More Worries
A-Plus:

You don't have to worry any longer. . .

Yo, wait a damn minute / Listen to the way the man spit it / Even with improper diction / I split in & gets ends / I'm lettin' suckas know / I'm fin ta buck a bro / The nigga figga he can dust a pro-fessional / I test a fool / I get a tool and beat him wit it / He didn't see me wit it / And this is what I'ma do / Tie the crime to you / Niggas need to find a new rhyme to do / I remember when I used to grind a few indo sacks at my wack Sr. High School / But I told the Dean bye fool / I graduated / He was a man I hated / And I'm glad I made it / Hie-ro / I know / You know / Fools know, that my crew's so / Phat, / If niggas try to jack / Then I know they got my back / A-Plus must bust the wack.

Casual:

I'm fed up with the wackness and this weak shit / So peep the style and learn how to freak shit / I hope, ya, learn how ta cope / By the time you peep this shit here, I'll be three times doper / Yeah, this is for the trendy G's / To ya bitches, and high school enemies / All the hoes shoot me to the left and shit / Cause my financial state was on defecit / But I, really didn't trip / Now I'm livin' phatter and them niggas don't matter / A lot a rappers try frontin' on me / But they aint got nuttin' on me / And ain’t no way that buck can harm me / I turn the mouths of MCs into molecules / Niggas locked onto me like my follicles / I swallow fools with no regurgitation / We hurt ya face, men / When ya placed in my path.

Bridge

Del:

I bust asses / Ya slow like molasses / As this continues / Then you know the fastest / Computing, looting, I gets the root of things / Bitches with problems / I leave ya jaw numb / I slap hoes / My rap flows along with the flow of the song / As I flow on the bong / I use Jedi mind tricks to find tricks / Bind tricks, tie them up / Then I try and fuck then they die / And what do I care? / I dare hoes / And prepare flows cause I never spare those lives / Who strives / With knives and slice / I parilyze ya twice with fear / Del is nice to your ears.

Snupe:

Not of hardest, artists going far / Jack off from Jupiter because I'm shooting for the stars / I'm a mack / Never come wack / Gimme a 30 second snippet / I'll rip it / Because the shit gets deeper / Creep ya ass as the floor rocks / We got the beat hittin' hard like four cops / Shorts out my last record / I write my rhymes naked / Let me give you a tip / I'm on the balls / so just expect it / My rep gets phatter thinkin' about those kids / They tried to step and got fucked like they momma did / By the Mr. Mo’skill / I did ya hoe, still / She's askin' for waxin' cause she heard a hoe squeal / Hoes I'm, getting more play than Showtime / The demon got ya screamin' with no shine / No time for regular run of the the mill
I'm packin' with steel boy soldiers / Never no more the soul soldier.

Bridge
Track Name: Wrongplace
I write rhymes for rehearsal / But first chill, I gotta little story to tell ya / How I almost caught a bad one / Add one to the list of 2,000 and 1 stupid things to do / I had crew when they stepped at a party / Hardly even known I own a Smith & Wesson / But it's resting at home in a shoe box / They see crews jock / So they wanna step and take the rep I got / I said 'Wait a second check inside my coat for a shank' / They must be imagining that I'm money in the bank / They'll get spanked / Cause I'm not the nigga / I got bigga brothers waiting in the bushes / to mush kids / I talk when I wanna talk / never silence / violence erupts when I clown ya / Catch a beat down ya / Cause I never back away from niggas / Even if you gotta pistol / I dare ya pull the trigga / but that's suicide / either you must die / or I must / so why bust me / cause I'm guilty / of being in the wrong place at the wrong time / Comin' at ya in the wrong state of mind / I'm now in a hurry / A pow when a flurry of bullets come speeding by / I needn't die / I gotta make tracks and take back my words / I eat 'em / Cause everybody knows I didn't beat 'em

Chorus

Being in the wrong place at the wrong time, at the wrong time
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time

I'm out on the town / I don't frown at people / Cause they tend to get offended / And then the heat will / Be on my ass / I got class / Never out of line/ cause / I'm standing here without a nine / Pistols I wish will not blast me / Task be circlin' corners lookin' for Warners / You know the Brothers / Me & you / We didn't do shit / But we get hassled / Because we crew & we rollin' / This is my car / It isn't stollen / I hope you catch a slug straight in your colon / When ya walkin' the beat / I bet ya gotta sheet hangin' up in ya closet / Fuck this law shit / But there is two laws to follow, you know / There is laws of the city and there's laws of the ghetto / I go to clubs with a smile on my face / just in case niggas look and wanna wild in the place / Cause of jealousy / Del is me / only me / Niggas walkin' in poppin' shit / That's who the phonies be /
Peep it one night / And you'll see it it's quite clear / Since we all know now / That's why we're / Never in the wrong place at the wrong time

Chorus

Being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time

Damn, I hate cops! / I need to bust they chops / Always gettin' props for the niggas they pop / Peep / I smoke weed / Get weeded / Cause I need it to calm my nerves before a pig get bleeded
I got busted for less than a gram of hash / They wanna cram my ass in the slammer / That punk po-po / bringin' back hash from Amsterdam is a no-no / I didn't know they would catch me
Punk mutt fetch me / Stretched me out at customs / Gotta bust 'em / I can't call it / they found it in my wallet / Now customs got me / And I just can't stall it / I wish they would leave me alone / Dog lookin' at me like feed me a bone / He might bite me / Very likely / They had to strike me with a fine or time / I said fine / Mines was 500 bones for a gram of hash / My mind was blown / Come back to Michigan / So we can pitch again / Federal offense / Now I better go and convince the judge

Chorus

Being in the wrong place at the wrong time, at the wrong time
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Track Name: In And Out
Fun, even funner / I'm the gunner sub-machine like / It don't seem right /, that they don't get my theme right / They don't know me / So we move forward / More words & phrases / My style amazes / Come into the scene with the means to rip shit / My brain's power packed with the proper equipment / So step / I crept inta the area to bury ya / I compose the flows / Makin' people merrier / Never the less, I sever the flesh with a razor / Reserve for major beef / I'ma slay ya, hey / You never came across a person like me / I never instigate / First come strike me / Then I'll flip and rip clothing / And I'm loathing MCs who front like I don't know things / Uh uh / Check again / I get wreck again / On the down low, because you sound slow / Retarded MCs get neglected / And check it / Anytime I have to show a foe / I'ma flex it / Then I exit with my records and my next shit / Prepared, so be scared / I strike unexpected / I write rhymes in sections / Testin' my slang / I bang MCs with these and make 'em hang / Dangle, what's ya angle? / When I strangle and choke / I hold Bennedicts by their throat
Until they sing notes like a canary, fairy, or genies / We slipped out / They never seen me bust his face/ I like bass when it hums / And that sums up my properties for the dum-dums / Someone need to check him, deck him, slam him and put him in the bushes / So shush kids / No one needs to know
I'll proceed and go into / And then tell ya what I've been through.

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In one ear, right out the other
In one ear, right out the other
Go tell ya sister, go tell ya mother
In one ear, right out the other
In one ear, right out the other
Go tell ya father, go tell ya brother
In one ear, right out the other

I would feel comfortable / If your front would go elsewhere / Or disappear / Hear my specific style that's speaking / Creeking, making noises in the nightime / When I write rhymes / I look out my window it's a bright day / And I might display my skills in the hills / Or, in a different neighborhood / Cause my flavor could be the best / So let’s test this / Yes, bitch / I saw you posted at the pool table / I could never talk to you / But now a fool's able / With the best of luck / And hey, how do you impress a duck? / By pullin' out a wad of bucks / Shucks / I need to stop this / I plop this, played this / I murder MCs and leave their pens inkless / Do you think this is a twist, a turn, I insist to burn those foes who haven't learned / To keep they mouths closed / Guiness Stout flows / through your intestines, when life is depressin' / I build my foundation using patience / Some didn't hear us / Some had to state it...

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In one ear, right out the other
In one ear, right out the other
Go tell ya sister, go tell ya mother
In one ear, right out the other,
In one ear, right out the other
Go tell ya father, go tell ya brother
In one ear, right out the other
Track Name: Don't Forget
Don't forget ya niggas / My rep gets bigger and figuress on my checks / Flex, like Hercules / When I flow with ease / Usin' lingo that'll bring mo hoes front and center / Enta this blissful twist full of fun / For my niggas, here's another one / You get a hand shake and take a copy of the UNA / We're doin' a service and who are they? / Questions and answers / And we can sure / Capture the spirits in ya soul cause the man's pure and furious / Cause curiosity killed the cat / Why fill the gat with lead & leave a nigga dead? / But if you was that nigga / Don't sweat me cause if I was that nigga I would pull the trigga / Protect yourself but don't project yourself into trouble / Cause, you'll perish, there is / Some things I never forget / Police sweats, when we out posted like marionettes / We jets / Unless them hands be empty / They lookin' for niggas, yeah / They not allowed to peel me.

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Don't forget your niggas
You the nigga
Niggas
You the nigga
Niggas
You the nigga
Niggas
You the nigga

Don't forget ya niggas / Even if they low down niggas / Cause I sure found niggas down on they luck / Here's a pound, and a buck / And you better not spend it on no booze / Choose what is more important
I'm a nigga who will ford shit / Before it starts / We score with heart / Artistic values / And I'll use a portion of the brain other niggas is ignorin' / Ya snorin' / What's up my niggas / Hi niggas / I figures, I'm the nigga who can rig a rhythm to ya soul / Plain and simple / Then pull, other tricks out my sleeve and leave unseen / Clean & slick like / Niggas need to get they shit right / Before they step to HIEROGLYPHICS it might prove fatal / So move, wait till I'm done / I use fun & fabrications for your imagination/ Wastin', spillin' blood when I'm ill and depressed / Cause I take it out on others / Not the brothers / Just record executives / And I bet you give up ya cash / When I leave you with a gash in ya ass / Cause I had a heart when I started / Now I departed and I'm back again / Give me ends / Fore I bust into ya office squeezin' triggas / Because you, because you, cause you forgot us niggas.

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Don't forget your niggas
You the nigga
Niggas
You the nigga
Niggas
You the nigga
Niggas
You the nigga

Now peep / I knew a nigga that was large / That nigga used to rap good / Now I'm askin' him / Perhaps, could you tell me how you fell off Yet you was well off / But now the real niggas think ya soft / Cause we beat rhymes / You can't keep up with the times / It seems you have styles combined from other fools and you'll discover who will be a real nigga / You da man / You supposed to skill niggas / When you say you will / You don't display you skill and still you throw your niggas outdoors / Scores of years ago you was bros / But now you got a little dough / And yeah you tryin' to play him like a hoe / But I don't think so / He aint a puppet / Enough with that shit / Take that job, stuff it up ya ass / Just gimme enough for gas / I'm rough and I can last / And get my own fuckin' cash / Well that's that and what do you get for that? / Ooh you dirty rat / How could you forget the fool that was down wit ya in school / Ya'll use ta shoot pool / Ya sorry busta / Never could trust a / Nigga think he's so large / That nobody can thrust him out the pilot seat / Ejected / You forgot ya nigga / Ya assed out / Expect it

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Don't forget your niggas
You the nigga
Niggas
You the nigga
Niggas
You the nigga
Niggas
You the nigga
Track Name: Miles To Go
This is the intro / I dent foes / And bend them and upchuck / Send ya outta luck fuck / That shit is nasty / I blast the mc's who try to sneak past me / I'm ghastly / I scare 'em, dare 'em to maneuver / I'm smoother / I will prove to all your boys that I do the / Psychotic plot if it's necessary / Yes it's very down pat / Now I'm tellin' brothers brown black lighter / Fight for ya righta / I incite riots if they try that shit that happen in the 60's / I ain'ts the whimpee / I simply flip the whip that holds my flow / so no foes will know / What motivates me / I show no race see / it's higher / Conspiring on mc's who tire me with wackness / Using metaphors breaking backs if it comes to that / Cause I'm the one who raps / Fillin' gaps in the space / Perhaps there's a space for me in the world of rap / Your girl's on my lap / She's on the dilznick
I kill shit / The negative feels the musical sedative/ And I'm ahead of them

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I'm goin' the extra mile, and I bet you smile cause my
texture's wild, yeah
I'm goin' the extra mile, and I bet you smile cause my
texture's wild
I'm goin' the extra mile, and I bet you smile cause the
texture's wild, yeah
I'm goin' the extra mile, and I bet you smile cause my
texture's wild


I only give a little ittle blurb / If I prefer to confuse / Now were you enthused / Just by the way I play with syllables / And still I do work / Cause I pursue jerks / Til they know I'm berserk / Quick with my quirk like Dirk the Daring / You can spare me the tears I ain't caring / Just preparing for Armageddon / Ya head in /
A guillotine / Is sure to thrill a mean / Motivation mere mortal placed in a casket / Drastic / You'll get ya ass kicked being placid / Ask if I rips suddenly / I say what in the hell is you speaking / Neva change my strange / Way that I come about shit / But you doubt it / Wanna dis the D-E then you see me and you shout if / I would come to you and screw you / You knew crew / Would think you the bitch with the mad voodoo / Over niggas / Because you know the vigor / That I use to abuse hoes and foes / So get a / whiff of the splif that I'm puffin' / Ya wanna step to me in the club But I dubs nothing, yeah

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I'm goin' the extra mile, and I bet you smile cause my
texture's wild, yeah
Yeah, I'm goin' the extra mile, and I bet you smile cause my
texture's wild, yeah
I'm goin' the extra mile, and I bet you smile cause the
texture's wild, yeah
I'm goin' the extra mile, and I bet you smile cause my
texture's wild,
Peace
Track Name: Check It Out
Del Ad-Libs

When it's time for me to recline / I listen to rhymes and beats in the waves of the spine, to the brain relievin' pain and anguish / The strangest arrays make me sway and make my day brighta / The hip hop envia. / Write arrive a little soona / Check the soles on my Pumas / My attitude is miserable / Cause in my mind I'm sayin' here's a fool I don't like / I won't strike his ass in the face / I'm blastin' the bass in my headphones / A fool don't have to get his head flown / Why waste time with rhymes? / I get straight to the point / Like I hate when funk's in the joint / The hip hop is playin' / Threatinin' in to spray men / Don't threaten me / Or you won't be able to see / When I gouge ya eyes out / I despise doubt on your part / Like I won't stab you in your heart / My flow is drastic serious, sarcastic / My motto is, fuck with me and get your ass kicked / And that's the key to understandin' me / And if they cool then the foot is what you'll be brandin', B / Yeah

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Check It ooooout (Repeats 8x with various Del ad-libs)

I love to peep a rhyme / First of all I'm seein' if my man can keep the time / If he go off beat, and it's on purpose / He gotta come back on beat / Or the effort is worthless / I like to hear a cool flow / But if it's identical to another, he a fool for it / Ya gotta build, upon skills / And all that copy that most popular rapper / Shit can get killed / I like a nigga who is quick witted / Cause it make me feel like I do, when I come from where my dick splitted / And I admit it, it's a joy / When I hear a nigga avoid the wack and make 'em paranoid / I loves niggas who talk shit / Cause that's my department / I got somethin' for anyone who starts shit / Cause I'm relentless / With a sentence / A jail sentence, after I beat you senseless / I like niggas when they add rhymes, mad rhymes / Then I laugh at niggas who fell off but had rhymes / Just some descriptions of what I like to listen to / With my Bruce Banner scanner point of view.

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Check It ooooout (Repeats 8x with various Del ad-libs)

Now I'm bout to clown a bitch / She made my eyebrows twitch / Cause she's rich / Yeah, real funny / She makes some money / For puttin' other niggas down / You nuthin' but a clown / You can't write
And you're not bright / You fail to notice the dopeness / Cause you have no insight / You need to quit / You ain't shit / You need to get a lesson, in hip hop detection / And you're next in my list to jack / It's a fact not fiction / Bitch, stop ya bitchin' / You write articles / I'ma rip apart ya skull / Cause ya dull / Not entertainin' / I'ma put ya brain in orbit / Cause I'm morbid / Thinkin' a new ways to kill ya and yo, I feel ya / Ya too critical / And ain't got a bit a pull / Just admit it fool / Before we get rid of you / A rolling stone gathers no moss / And now who will pay the cost / And afterwards get lost / Hit the dirt, before you get hurt / I eat stupid bitches like you and a rhyme for dessert / I bet you never get no dick / You make me so sick / So my pistol is loaded

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Check It ooooout (Repeats several with various Del ad-libs until music fades)
Track Name: Thank Youse
It's time for me / I never rhyme for free / At least pay attention / You know, let your mind be free / I think by now everyone knows / My funk flows will ease the pain / Because MCs we brain / Make 'em nervous / Here for your service / And word is / Clear to any rapper that is wacka / I'll slap ya / I talk shit that's amazin' / The days spent / Inside my crib producin' has me boostin' my confidence / Now I will stomp some sense / Into those numbskulls / I leave 'em dumb-dull / I thank you the listener / cause if it was up to me if ya’ll was girls / I'd be kissin' ya / And the brothers get phat pounds / And goin' round is phat pounds of indo no brown / I puff sess at the rest / Unless they have the bomb beta / And now my mom made a turnaround she wasn't concerned and clowned mostly / Now I get ends and my job is not pretend

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It doesn't phaze, I amaze wit my phrases, play this in your Jeep, so your neighbors lose some sleep (I wanna thank you)

I wanna thank you / Cause my dank grew and flourished / Nourished my hunger / Sure, it's me indulgin' / Never will I bullshit some other finna frame / If you're a beginner here's my name / Del-myster, ya shyster / I'll heist your jewels and tools and leave ya fooled / Moot / I never get soot / My ends that I got last year will probably still get recouped / I know ya’ll are sick and tired of these weak ass niggas makin' records / So just check what I delivers / I send shivers down ya spine / I'm incline to bind / And put together clever conversation / Cause I'm dope without the leather / Whether or not, my spot is never taken / Or forever breakin' on new rhymers / They flock around, wanna be down and two timers / I will design a flow that will remind ya / Dumb assholes and a path go / Go to a spot where I know that the grass's sold,

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I love to roll a fat stogie, if you're out there you can roll one too and listen only (I wanna thank you, peace)