Upcoming Concerts for Wu-Tang Clan, Del the Funky Homosapien & Aesop Rock

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Del the Funky Homosapien
Del the Funky Homosapien
Performer
Ian Bavitz
Ian Bavitz
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jean Daval
Jean Daval
Songwriter
Ian Bavitz
Ian Bavitz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Preservation
Preservation
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, riff raff
Uh, Weathermen, Hieroglyphics, what up? Okay
[Verse 2]
Riff raff alley, when I boom slang, drip draft
Venom with a new twang, same swagger, new fang
Whose gang a stagger with similar dirty worms
Who occasionally cluster up the surface and observe
AR periscope, blast through the terror dome
Zoom on a shark attack, clash till the thrill is gone
Bark back, fresh off the pharmacy counter doubter pop
Blame it on the overly aggy farming of power crops
Dark wing when I pioneer deer, croppin' the odds
With all the proper sprockets and cogs
I bounce with a seventh sin, equipped with a foul jowl movement
Waiting for that great celebrity towel throw-in
[Verse 3]
And you **** know what time it is, it's preservation
The national guard, it's me and Aesop
Rock, stoppin' any operations against the fence
Del is quick to dispense with foreign elements
Back, y'all the anchor attribute to the decay
Strives who plays, map your route, 'cause Aesop is absolute
Del? He practice shoot, basket hoops, capture fools with lasso loops
Hip hop needs two veterans such as us, who ain't never scared
To tear it there, hard to tell, vegetarian and aware of it
Therefore, Teren can take care of it (Okay, okay, okay)
[Verse 4]
I bang on doors, pay rent, lamp and divert complaints
Grip clicker, make rap music during commercial breaks
Darwin Galapagos Island, evolution mutant
Flew the one-man species, shakin' leaches off his Pumas
Beach run ashore on whores, and contaminated play
Sprout tryna out the older alligator fade away
Make his day, please, I chisel the missile gently
Blast when the waggin' little finger condescends me
Green Earth bum, walk a rank plank, feet first plunge
Like Del keep the rugged Bay under his thumb
Aes' keep the drum, keep paint under his lung, ugly
Proof an old dog learns more than a runty puppy
[Verse 5]
You better have appreciation for this
D-E-L, I'm so hungry, man, I'm tastin' the shit
And the dirty, dingy basement abyss
And it's a bitch, just needle action, like a itch
The only reason why I like to strike it rich
Is to be able to keep the flow, that's how deep it go
Written by: Ian Bavitz, Jean Daval, T.D. Jones
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