No Need For Alarm (Explicit)

No Need for Alarm (Explicit) - Del The Funkee Homosapien

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 f**kin' 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 softie

But you will cough for your breath and phlegm death to them

And silly broads I f**k '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 f**k 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

You still bet that you can harm me

But you don't alarm me

You still still bet that you can harm me

But you don't alarm me

You still bet still bet that you can harm me

But you don't alarm me

You still still bet that you can harm me

But you don't alarm me

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 niggaz 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 motherf**ker

Who mother suck a cock and his brother f**k 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 b**ches 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 my 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'

You still bet that you can harm me

But you don't alarm me

You still bet that you can harm me

But you don't alarm me

You still bet that you can harm me

But you don't alarm me

You still bet that you can harm me

But you don't alarm me

You still bet that you can harm me

But you don't alarm me

You still bet that you can harm me

But you don't alarm me

You still bet that you can harm me

But you don't alarm me