Songtext zu 'Catch A Bad One' von Del The Funky Homosapien

Verse One:
People have a memory loss they don't remember I'm the boss
You're claustraphobic when I close it
In on your men and your faculty you wack'll be
Out my face you must be basin' if you think
That you could tackle the triumphant I pump it
The volume increase as you mices get sliced to pieces
Please listen to my album even if you're white like talcum
And I paid t'getcha stay here
Tuned with my tune and I presume if you see doom designated
To anyone who stated, a word against me
I serve an mc, simply
Put like my foots up your anus, ya shame us
Tryin' to get over, I'ma go for mine
You know the time now they are older
I'm gonna rip nigga's heads with the said salutations
Introducing Del and his bid for boosting tails
Of my adventures, attempt to try
And you will limp or die, whichever I choose, you lose
Crews get ashamed cause we blame them for bitin'
You might win if you start writing, and stop fighting
No time for games, I'll rearrange my vocals
In your headphones, I hold til I get a answer
Acknowledge and abolish all the wack records
Hieroglyphics, you know, repect 'em
Chorus: [repeat 2X]
Who caught the harm, you bought the farm
If you're friend, there's no need for alarm
Verse Two:
I get juice when I let loose a little of my cleverness
Up under my follicles with no mousse
Choose your weapon, you kept steppin'
You're swept in a hurricane, Del will blow your brain
So your next generations of youth will be facin' the truth
And the truth is I'll leave you with the loose tooth
Gums get split if you bit, I'll extract the truth
Out your ass like I'm standin' in the pulpit
Or a lie dectector wrecked ya sector when you're standing
I can swing, branding, expanding, on what I'm handing
To the people, cause we will
And you can't say a damn thing about it, if you doubt it
You're already outta line, so let me remind your behind
About the switch which I used to bruise your bottom
That little nigga tried to cut, I caught him
He didn't think that I would see that
So be that, and be off the D cuz we rap
We sap the strength and wrap the length
Around the whole course of time
And still got the time to unwind
Chorus
Verse Three:
Weak MC's make me hurl, earl is your world is crushed
Because I gotta make you hush
You gotta be eliminated, the way I demonstrated
You hate it, but still I am the greatest
Like a boxer, I'ma knock your socks off
Nowhere to run to, exits are blocked off
Steadily I'm dissin' men, I hope you're listenin'
Brothas like my flow, others ride my jock like a bicycle
But I'm psycho, fools try to play me like Tyco, gotsta pull the rifle
Daisy, graze the ass with the BB
It comes speedy, sign the peace treaty
Or you'll be needin', medical attention
When I leave you bleedin'
Throw a monkey wrench in your program
Crammed up your ass, and it's just too bad, son
Catch a bad one
Chorus