Текст песни Del the Funky Homosapien f El-Producto - Both Sides of the Brain
Del the Funky Homosapien f El-Producto - Both Sides of the Brain слова песни
[Del] Aiyyo whattup El-P?[El] Yo whattup Del-phonic?[Del] Nuthin man; I was on the bus the other day man tryin to listen to my Walkman This motherfucker all in my face Tryin to holla at me and shit I`m like, "Man - dude you just a offspring"[Del]I`m very interplanetary and vary with various experimentsGregarious with verbals for your merrimentWhat El-P tell me to use, the beat di-ffuseYou lose and get played like a moodI`m rude revolting leave you moltingNo thing - compares to my compadresWe`ll take it to BroadwayIt`s beautiful the execution flawlessYou all wet, soggy groggy when you saw meBut I never tire whenever I adjust my thrust Females blush I bring the California gold rushYour flow sucks, your stamina can`t endureI manicure your lavender amatuer landed wordsYou haven`t heard? Cannabis analystAdd a twist to my manuscriptsI`l have you sent to the showersMe and El-P, is superpowers like the US and USSRBlow you like the DeathstarLeave your chest scarred like SagatMy plot proliferates, hits you like barbituatesin a twist of fate and splits your faceIt`s the great DelTron-Z, soundbombingRun to mommy, I`m airin out your dirty laundryI`m shooting then executing you`re aiming from mainstreamYour brain tingles, strangles your lame jinglesBingo I bring flows that attack like wild dingoesCan`t be pigeonholed, anything goes gringo [El-Producto]Here we go - up jumps the outcast, sever the connectionMy mostly overconfident acquaintances pull numbersto the anti-potients and fear that I drip sick inAnd rise out of my shell to teach sick or bedridden emceestil they fear livingBlockin the cocks that bust shots, spittin smitten bitchestil the day of the locust, kitchen cutlery cutsDMX 16 crossfade with a strange lustDr. Strangelove, born in the back of the train, fameless shameshared with acne pick brain pitTried to capture the moment of subtle deathDestro magnet spit - action fit into capsules slipped in the dirty waterway speaker cabinetsMaximum b-boy axiom stabbin shitIntellectual women find that my rhyme style relaxes themand wonder if I fuck to the same rhyme style patternIt`s autobahn pipe bomb glass fragment shatterto break new jacks at after parties for actin actualFactor X into your formula for fresh thoughtswith a Megalon wingspan that bulge from the back of the text radicalRadio time tracks flatten your flatteryThe tradition excuse used by biters; ambiguously homoKnotted tights and colored underwearthat`s wrapped around the brittle legs ofthings without weapons - I`m grief diseased brethrenSwim in a sea of shit and malt liquor, feed on ExcedrinRadiate through tenements; emcees bleed estrogen! Chorus: Del and El-PWatch insanity increaseBreak it up piece by pieceNever weak in the leastThink you better see a priest(Mortality, don`t battle me, it`s costly We the raw breed all of y`all is just the offspring) [El] Yo Del kick that shit again [Del]Tomahawking your tom-tom clubYou tried to holler at me at my show, lookin like you on drugsYou love the Del I`ll thug you, bumpin JuvenileThinkin you in style, packin like you movin nowI move top speed, scott free with cock-DKnock-kneed delivery that scorches you like LockheedDr. Decibel, my deliverance is questionable but as far as this session goes I`m wreckin skullsBetter check your pulse, we visionaries with thisScarin the shit outta record labels next to fatalRight beside homocide bonafied bewildermentMilitant diligence like I`m buildin pyramidsPeel your cap reveal your lack of flavorTrack your pager plus your cellyPiss on your Pele Pele, catch you comin out of bellyDumbin out daily, tell me, what was your rationaleThink of matchin Del I disconect your PacTellMy mobile code words, showboat with no hope