Del The Funky Homosapien - Town To Town lyrics

( VERSE 1 ) They say that nice guys finish last, but I'm the leader Drinkin liters of Seagrams with the heathens Misbehave and break the buzz, f** the shavings Collectin scratch for my savings before the day ends Cravings for music, collaborate at a rate Faster than the speed of sound to go thataway No replicas, step to us, I guess the job was left to us To kick the phonics that kept you buzzed And perkin, workin words, distributin herbs To n***as livin in 'burbs cause they too petro To come to the ghetto Mind you, all we do is find you, wave and gave you a sack Come back but watch 50, they try to lift me Off the tracks but we ain't offerin crack, just bomb No need for alarm or bad karma, but arm yourself Move in stealth, wealth is accumulated Pockets are aluminated I make the sh** I think hit even though some a**ume you hate it I pa** judgment when the fuzz lit, take a sh** Just another skit comin from the pit of Babylon But powerful like Alvatron From the Decepticons Music is magical like a leprechaun Kept you on point in many different sectors On Elektra, make you remember Medgar Evers and James Evers My sk**s sent from the heavens I wish they sold Maddog at 7-11 I remember when n***as wore Thriller jackets And Starter jackets and harder tactics Had been adopted and most of y'all mocked it But put a sock in it (* gagging sound *) for a minute I provide the funk and y'all rock with it As I spit it, admit it, oh sh** ( CHORUS ) It's Del the Funky h*mosapien Goin from town to town to town and just makin friends Reach out and shaking hands With the public and they love it ( VERSE 2 ) No technical difficulties or faultiness, you salt me with That plain-Jane-no-game-insane-to-the-brain Don't need c**aine f**in with the A The A-Pluster plus the A from way back in the day For mind expansion enhancing thoughts I'm raw with savagery, the majesty of all in vision Wait, but isn't this a good way to start? Developin art to cart scrill to k** Satan Plans for gettin Daytons are past tense Stack ends so I won't be a has-been (You know it) The question you been askin: Is Del that masked man? Rollin through our cities just rippin major venues Like Whitney Houston like when I went to Houston My father is from Texas, so next bust a rhyme for times I felt it was no hope, but no factors you formulate Made me foster hatred and made me wanna make it When I'm in the Bay n***as say (Del, how you doin, man?) I ain't no rap star that act hard, can't speak I leak lyrics, freak lyrics, secrete lyrics From my spirits Tyranny for all who hear of me Bomb in a bong, my feet in a thong On a beach with a b*atch named Bonbon Called her on the Intercong, enter John Owens Better known as Casual to y'all not knowin About flowin, cause your rhymes are all stolen Another dip on the strip cause task force patrollin But rollin blunts too fat to measure Mexico's national treasure for pleasure Resurrect tracks like this from my childhood Before it was such a wild hood Knock on wood ( CHORUS ) ( VERSE 3 ) My beats are meaty Let's call a peace treaty And stick to it I'm quick to do it, are you? So much funk you can't kick it with my crew Other than when it's time to get blue? (Shame on you) I want me a girl that's intelligent Doin sh** and ain't too belligerent Picture it, chillin backyard barbecue Not trippin off what n***as are to you Jealousy, well let's see It's a lot of that in Oakland It started when n***as started smokin And snortin hop, f** pop I want the melodies But not the weak topics you are selling me Del is free of confinements My mind bendin fragile and frazzled I choose to stay underground like Fraggles In battles I'm sure to win While you smoke bud I drink gin It sinks in while everyone else act on it I macked on it but not too far from redrum Don't push me, I'm not a p**y I wish we could gather at a function, drink some lager And just bust hymns of funk and flav Cause the slaves that are our ancestors Would feel blessed if we did that Before we hear rap Now it's American children syntax Ever since it been on wax And that's the facts, believe it, don't mislead it And don't do the sh** if you don't need it And that's real, you might not be but I am The truth's gonna slap you in the face, so why scam? ( CHORUS )