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Stoned and Jammin' Out
Join Date: Dec 2010
Location: Northern California; Eugene, OR; mobile
Posts: 1,602
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I thought it sounded great in the car, and on this fat system turned up loud, but I know what you mean. This has been one of his best tracks of late. It's kind of a good segue between his most recent styles and his scifi 3030 style.
Spoiler for Here's the lyrics:
Del the Funky Homosapien's "Afterburnaz" (2011) from the Ice Cold Leak Pack (2011)
OK There's always some bitch-ass with they ****in' mouth hangin' open...
Then some other fool with em', they don't ****in' know no better...
they finna be like "Hold up, he was there right a minute ago"
OK, Just to let you ****wipes know what's **** life for real, sit tight
I pick mics up with levitation, beggars achin' to reach, they'll never make it...
Dzl, rappers make for an incredible banquet
Eatin' 'em all, deeply involved, teachin' us all, the populace problem,
of less creative minds, too many of y'all dumb...
Bars run laps, my cut runneth over
Your bitch wanted more, I ****ed her on the sofa
I be on a cold one, wintery disposition
It a'int hip to be in the position
to give new juice, some big dude
OK take up boxing cuz you can't flow anyway...
Niggaz be pantyweights up against the heavyweights,
Look these niggaz dead in they face, tell 'em they betta pray.
Afterburnaz, thruster blastin' off!
HaHaHa!! You can eat my dust...
**** you, you, you, and you too.
Goofy ass niggaz, give a **** what you do...
Afterburnaz, blast off, mics away!
See your ass in hyperspace!
Parsecs ahead, you can't target,
Lyrical marksman, nigga kill the argument.
Globally known for skill,
y'all roadkill, hold it still,
Let me aim, fair game,
Y'all cheatin' though,
leavin' your meat exposed
for a deep blow, pieces explode...
Get fragged, get bagged, get captured
bitch at car, but I captured your flag...
Miraculous raps, too swift for you to adapt,
More uproar and racket than a gun clap...
Pin-up the co-ordinates with a thumbtack...
We comin' to tap that ass, stun gun packed....
Arrivin' on the planet surface
with Leonard Nimoy and Captain Kirk with
Sir Dzl, First People, that's the heritage...
my flow you cherish it, foes beware of it...
Not bein' arrogant, my flow been tested
blasted with a hundred rounds, no impression!
Afterburnaz, thruster blastin' off!
HaHaHa!! You can eat my dust...
**** you, you, you, and you too.
Goofy ass niggaz, give a **** what you do...
Afterburnaz, blast off, mics away!
See your ass in hyperspace!
Parsecs ahead, you can't target,
Lyrical marksman, nigga kill the argument.
OK, when my minds made,
fade all charades, they too late, tardy
In the dean's office, for obscene flossin'
been seen flossin' with no scrilla...
Perpetratin squirrel for chinchilla
Fool! I been hotter, squabbin' like Bin Laden!
Send comments to bomb your conglomerate...
Y'all too monotonous, my brain be measurin'
the exact prescription of dope to leave you noddin'...
Hobgoblin, I be mobbin' with rocket launchers...
Lookin' for niggaz cuz y'all be talkin' hella ****!
I ride through on two elephants!
Speakers, left and right sides envelopin'!
Your surroundings, I'm down to start clownin'!
Anybody houndin', doggin' my sound and delivery,
I'll have you know... you can't get with me.
Specifically with words, but you a'int hearin' me...
I'll have you know! You can't get with me!
Specifically with words, but you a'int hearin' me...
Go get a hearin' aide!
Afterburnaz, thrusters blastin' off!
HaHaHa!! You can eat my dust...
**** you, you, you, and you too.
Goofy ass niggaz, give a **** what you do...
Afterburnaz, blast off, mics away!
See your ass in hyperspace!
Parsecs ahead, you can't target,
Lyrical marksman, nigga kill the argument.
Aw, what did he mean by that? **** that, **** this ****, aw hell na, he ain't fittin to make me look stupid! Or I can't rap like you? Is that what you finna get your gay crap fool stupid nigga, I don't rap I strap you beeitch.I'm comin', Sir Dzl, with the rump shaker, so hide your punk ass nigga! Hehehe...
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