Del The Funky Homosapien - Preservation lyrics

rate me

[Intro: Aesop Rock]

Yeah... riff raff...

Uh, Weathermen, Hieroglyphics, what up? Ok

[Aesop Rock]

Riff raff, alley, when I boom slang, drip draft

Venom with a new twang, same swagger, new thang

Whose gang, a stagger with similar dirty worms

Who occasionally cluster up the service and observe

A.R. periscope, blast through the terror dome

Zoo wanna shark attack, clash til the thrill is gone

Bark back, fresh off the pharmacy, counter doubter pop

Blame it on the overly, eggy, farming a power crops

Dark wing when I pioneer deer, croppin' the odds

With all the proper sparkers and cogs

I bounce with a seventh sin, equipped with a foul jour moment

Waiting for that great celebrity towel throwing

[Del tha Funky Homosapien]

And you niggaz know what time it is, it's preservation

The national guard, it's me and Aesop

Rock, stopping 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, tearing can take care of it, ok, ok

[Aesop Rock]

I bang on doors, pay rent, lampin' to birth complaints

Rip flipper, make rap music during commercial breaks

Starring Galapagos Island, evolution mutant

Through the one man species, shaking leaches off his Puma's

Beach run ashore, on whores, and contaminated play

Spout try'nna out the older alligator fade away

Make us stay, please, I chisel the missile gently

Blast in the wagon, middle finger, condescends me

Green Earth bum, walk a right plank, he burst one

But yo, keep the rugged play, I'm never stumped

Aes' hid the drum, keep paint under his lung, ugly

Who can know a dog runs more than a rutty puppy

[Del tha Funky Homosapien]

You better have appreciation for this

D-E-L, I'm so hungry, man, I'm tastin' the shit

And the, girl you just replaced an abyss

And it's a bitch, just needle action, like an 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