Pull over, get out of the car (You’re under arrest)
Slowly put your hands behind your head legs crossed (You’re under arrest)
Uhhh...Bob, we have a couple of style biters over on 17th Avenue.
We’re gonna need back up
Send in Del and the Hieroglyphics
10-4

I think it’s time to get the zap board / The rap lord has disembarked to restore the missing parts / For all ya’ll, stiffer than starch / You know the pictorial symbol / Portable nimble brain waves got my grimy chains jiggling / I’m burning at Higher Learning like Singleton / Single out simpletons with stylings such as intercon / It’s the bomb let’s get it on / Mr. Bombay to you / Slay a crew You never paid your dues / You’re testimony phony bologney / And boney with only a wooden leg to stand on / Like a pregnant panda in the wilderness and I’m the wildebeast / And I see you still a thief with my style in the grill of your teeth / Diligently apealing with speech with militant beats / in and of leaks to let my feet miss the freeze / Mysterious blistering like the gold on Mr T Handicap your voyeurism destroy your vision / Massive with gashes no defended forms step in the swarm of bees leave with hives / Rhymes conceive with knives of flesh / While your wild as exile / My text styles spookier than x-files / You fruity like a pedophile / After the battle cries thats when I metabolize / While you fantasize I antagonize like replacement killers ease your filler / Riduculous, meticulous / Fry you like a chicken breast / Fuck your smith n wesson / Pull you out of the oven get the dressing / With possession / Question all directions / While you still a suck petulence / Stuck dwelling in the past.

Chorus (Repeat 2x)

Pull over, get out of the car (You’re under arrest)
Slowly put your hands behind your head legs crossed(You’re under arrest)

I do it till I feel fine / Real rhyme / Still time / Stop frame / Drop change / Rock brain / Stock exchange / Mock my name / There’s not a lot to gain from that / When I’m up to bat its like you trying to duck a gat / You commonplace / I shift time and space / Leave your mind erased like the year 2000 and data replaces the faces / Cause there is no oasis / I wield your locations / A military pack of black tornadoes / I Fernando Slam ya on a amble / Scrape you with a breakthrough / Lacerate your plastic face acquired though plastic surgery / I leave your flow burgundy and crimson limbs and arteries / Down in the chart MC’s / As I’m sipping margaritas its a part of the feature from the particle preacher / Universal ubiquity when you sit with me and chat / You will get to see a fat flow that fried your brain cells like formaldehyde or alkaline / Check the words now combined / Leave you with powder burns / Deltron Z has now returned / My dogmatic songs average rap artists / I’m an author who augments my solstice to the tip with my groove essentials / I’m coming in a hydrofoil spreading hydroponics / While you chasing the dragon / Like your facing a magnet / My brain is digital playing with analog controllers / Force movement in increments with instruments

Chorus (Repeat 2x)

Pull over, get out of the car (You’re under arrest)
Slowly put your hands behind your head fingers crossed(You’re under arrest)

I think we got’em, Uh I think we got’em. Lock’em up and throw away the key
Hieroglyphics is in the house. Yeah, yeah.