Del The Funky Homosapien - Captain America lyrics

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The Falcon: "I don't know who that cat is, or why he's got a hate on for

Cap'; But I sure aim to

find out!"

Villain: "So bird man! You sneak up from behind; Precisely the sort of

tactics I should have

expected from you."

The Falcon: "Save the conversation, for I am not behind you now, clay

face!"

Villain: "Out of my way fool! This is good enough for you! And for

you..."

Del

Flexin' the futuristic style

That will devistate minds

As I find more elaborate metaphors

So meditate

Think for a second as I becken

Abstract thoughts brought to the surface

Watch as I burst this

Rhyme flow

I design slow moving tempos so the simple minded foes find my flows

moving at the speed of light

I need a tight

Sample so I can dismantle your cranium

Play me dumb if you want imbecile

I can pick your brain

like a grain of sand

in an hour glass when its filled

to capacity Cassidy

Hop-a-long to the song that is strong

I'm the massive bee

with a twelve foot stinger and I wring you're little wet towel

Cause I'm getting foul when I'm meddled with

I settle this

Violence I silence

MC's who continue

when you know you will fail

Slow snail as I salt ya

Then watch ya shrivel up and sizzle cause I'm hard like Gilbralta

You're butter-soft so you can park it out ya little chauffeur

Cause I go for the esaphogus when I choke ya

Broke ya skeletin ya fail again

And I'm the victa

You can pick the time and the place

So you can get a taste of medecin for your medulla cause I school a

Ferris Beulla cuttin class cause your style is butt 'n' ass;

I pass one to A+

And I say hush child

cause your plush style

Is unstable as a slush pile

You ain't down with the program

You snow man

Me the Homosapien is funky like your toe jam

So damn enlightenin I'm frightenin allota men

Open up your shutters let the sunshine in

Simple Simon rhymin' on the airwaves

So scare slays to the rhythm

So I give 'em more than a fair trade

Verbal blades

Slice humans

To ribbons cause they're fibbin' so you'll be assumin'

That I'm the dopest

I focus on the vibes that I conjure

Clean up the stains in your brain when I launder

Now feast upon

the thoughts like a mental plum

Maybe you might learn something before I'm done

Spit out the pits and hit the flows in the nose

Del lets your sub-conscious be exposed

Where it like a bullet proof vest upon your chest

Even the best hollow tip bullet couldn't make an impression

Cause this lesson

Is invulnerable

Never dwell on the hellish aspects

Have fun until you perish

Cherish your lifetime

This is why I write rhymes

To illuminate the ones with the tight minds

Sign on the dotted line

Spottin fine shelter

Step to me wrong and I'ma belt ya

Eye for an Eye

But you're eye shouldn't cry over spilled milk

Feel guilt when you know you're wrong

Never sing the song like you know it better than anyone else's

Cause that's selfish

Learn to admit mistakes

Just sit and takes a load off your back

Don't this acoustic bass on this track

Pack a wallop

All up in your face cause I'm the bold kid

Check out the illogical styles that I molded

Silly-putty syllables

That still will pull uplifting

The masses the higher plateaus of hip-hop listening

Villain: "My red, white and blue foe- I have no desire to kill you, not

now, not when I can make

you suffer all the more by slaying the one you call the Falcon."

Captain America: "No way to reach him in time."

Villain: "So watch, my friend. Watch and greive. Eh? My weapon's charge.

. . Exhausted??!"