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Intro

Yo! (Yo!)

Del!

Verse 1

The homie needs to get his game up

I think it's time to break the damn dam up

Put me in that frame up, Del is who they claim up

Name up, get your aim up, this is just the warmup

Get your game up

Verse 2

Del is the name, I'm here to claim fame

Drop rhymes like dynamite and set your brain aflame

It's all the same game, you're playing to sustain

And if you can't maintain, you're goin' down the drain

Verse 3

It's painfully plain, I bring the pain

'Bout to rain on your parade and leave a, uh, stain

Or stain in your brain, I'm not insane

I'm mentally sane, but I'm still insane

Verse 4

I'm insane in the membrane, my style is insane

You can't handle the rain, you're a lame brain

Tame brain, lame brain, I'm insane in the membrane

Verse 5

Del the Funky Homosapien is here to make you weep

Your style is so wack, it makes me wanna sleep

And that ain't even deep, I don't eat cheap

But I still eat beats like a little lamb, bleat, baa!

Verse 6

Del is in the house, so everybody get up

Put your hands in the air like you just got your grip up

Let me see ya flip up, let me see you dip up

Verse 7

Let me see ya grip up, let me see ya flip up

Put your hands in the air like you just got your grip up

Get your hands up, get your hands up

Get your hands up, get your hands up

Outro

Get your hands up (What?)

Get your hands up (Come on!)

Get your hands up (Yeah!)

Get your hands up (Yeah!)

Get your hands up (Yeah!)

Get your hands up (Yeah!)

Get your hands up (Yeah!)

Get your hands up (Yeah!)

Get your hands up (Yeah!)

Get your hands up (Yeah!)

Get your hands up (Yeah!)

Get your hands up (Yeah!)

Verse 8

Now I'm back for the second round, better than the first

Quenchin' every thirst, puttin' wack MCs in a hearse

In reverse, I rehearse, then I disperse

A verse so terse it'll make your bubble burst

Hear the trumpet? That's my cue to reassert

Verse 9

I rock a cardigan, pardon him, he don't know the protocol

Del is on the mic and I'm about to take it all

Off the wall, like a ball, bounce it down the hall

Y'all stall, I stand tall, winter spring and fall

One call, that's all, watch the dominoes fall

Verse 10

They say Del, where you been? I been in the lab

Cookin' up a batch of rhythms, somethin' you can't grab

Stab for stab, the horns jab, the piano keeps it drab

Synth strings grab the undertow, and this is not a fad

Glad you made it, now get with it, don't you look so sad

Verse 11

I got the funky flow, from the head down to the toe

Let the trumpets blow, watch the whole room start to glow

No, no, no, that ain't how the story go

I'm the pro, you're the amateur, and this is just the show

So let me know, let me know, let me know

Verse 12

Peep the percussion, the pulse is percussion

My discussion ain't for fussin', it's for crushin' and for bustin'

Trust in the groove, you ain't gotta keep it movin'

But you will, 'cause the feel is too smooth and I'm provin'

Every bar is a car in a train that keeps improvin'

Verse 13

Del the Funky Homosapien, back on the track

If you slept on the first half, ain't no turnin' back

I attack, stack a stack of raps like a lumberjack

Lack the knack? Step back, let the horns fill the crack

That's a fact, matter fact, I'm exact, and that's that

Outro

Come on (Come on!)

Yeah (Yeah!)

One more time (One more time!)

Say what (Say what!)

Get down (Get down!)

Get down (Get down!)

Get down (Get down!)

Get down (Get down!)

Get down (Get down!)

Get down (Get down!)

Del! (Del!)

Del! (Del!)

Del! (Del!)

Del! (Del!)

Del! (Del!)

Del! (Del!)