Del The Funky Homosapien

Captain America

Del The Funky Homosapien


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??!"