Eye Examination (Remastered Version) 2004 Del Tha Funkee Homosapien

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ศิลปิน: Del Tha Funkee Homosapien

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ออกเมื่อ: 28-12-2004

Eye Examination (Remastered Version) - Del Tha Funkee Homosapien

I never had real friends 'til now

I never had to steal ends cause that's foul

I walk the streets

with the baseball bat feelin' secure

But I try not to incite fights

that's immature

Actions that come back to haunt

I work hard to get the things

that I want and never flaunt

Never post where the most guys post high

I keep my focus towards the ground

And pound

Any brother who's my ace to my face

Even if snakes on the unda'

I try not to wonda'

Trainin' my brain wit' mental anguish

Strange, it's rather eerie

Clearly

Just a whim

I adjust the hymn

Deal with the dealers and the squealers

and the jockeys

I can take the fizz out the carbonated copy

Imprints are made in the sand as I walk

Dim hints reveal rather grand as I talk

Small individuals seem larger

When they take charge of

Their antics

Makin' them gigantic

 

So you never suspect their

neck bein' strained

So many situated thoughts in the brain

Heavy weight gain, so I weight train

Cause to me the weight gain is a great gain

And I hate sane individuals close

they nose to new aromas

I got the smellin' salts that are prone ta'

Clear the nasal, daze

You'll probably make a raise to a new level

And see the true devil

Any color ya wish because the devil

takes any shape

Any form

Any swarm

Ride over your dish like a picnic

I think the sick shit

I had my wrist slit

Like a suicide

But I survived

And you can too

Plan to

Live a full life free of anxieties

While you're at it try to keep

an eye on me

 

The man with meditation skills

Wastin' spills, lyrical liquid

Fillin' streams

Wit' dreams

And I will cream whoever seems wicked

 

Oral floral arrangements

Is strange since

You don't have the comprehension

 

I will stop and lynch them

I'm not the one promotin' gun totin'

Cause I contain within my brain

these computations just as potent

The mental torturer

of course you will acknowledge me

Cause Mr. Twister places pictures,

mental fixtures of photography

Shitty little bitties never

get their clitties done,

but I don't think

They'll resist

Mr. Twister

When I flex my verbal techs

Exit

 

Mental anorexic

I don't cater to the imbecile

so you can bet this

Is a brain buster

Pain thruster

Strain twister

Overwhelming pressure

 

between the temples

when I touch the microphone

I might condone

The usage of abuse if it is convenient

I slant and lean it

Like a lever when I leave ya mutilated

By my enuciated cleaver

I survived the ither and the either

Now let me take a breather

 

From my own little world

Little girls, little boys

Stay free of hurries

Free of worries

That's riddle poised for posterity

Where are we

Goin' from here

As a ho

And I don't know

And that's the biggest feeaaar

When I'm flippin' into daaarknesss

Now I'm askin' can I spark this?

 

It's D-E-L y'all

From Hieroglyphics y'all

Sayin' peeeeace

 

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