Текст (слова) песни: Del the Funkee Homosapien - X-Files

Star-struck MCs receive no attention
From the man whose mind is not even in this dimension
I`m on another plane, sicker than the mother brain
The ultimate expression, yes indeed
Heed, my flow`s symphonic, hypnotic, psychotic
Never semiotic but doper than narcotics
A few a y`all caught it on my first release
But now my power`s increased, enhanced
Del meets the fans halfway, and slap a rapper in his chops
The temperature drops, you get pneumonia
Or maybe exposed to radiation by plutonium
Some say rap`s an idiom, get the A-S-R-S-P
And then a medium, the best of both worlds
Brilliantly engineered, lyrics dement your fear
Del is now in the clear, I was in prison
But now free to be everything that I envision
Abandon the plan and the uninspired
And the haters that cater to their needs agree
It`s bizarre, by far anarchy no control
No soul, the whole fucking planet`s gonna fold
Unless we administer, since, as we enter the
Twenty-first century even your worst enemy
Gotta get it together, mentally and systematically
When niggers think I`m a smart-ass, it makes em mad at me
Why, cause I try my best to eliminate ignorance
Not letting my brain burn out like cigarettes
There`s bigger threats besides thieves or your pet peeves
But what`s right in your face is what nobody believes

[CHORUS]
Del, what you got up your sleeve?
If it was up to me
I would pass the baton cause it`s tough to lead
But still I drop facts here and there so I can up the seed
So you must believe

Del, what you got up your sleeve?
If it was up to me
I would pass the baton cause it`s tough to lead
But still I drop facts here and there so I can up the seed
So you must believe
X-Files
Lots of rappers today depend on imagery
I myself depend on skills and my energy
It`s maddening, at every single gathering
Of young black youth it`s got to be some niggers badgering
Averaging out to be bout three out a G
How motherfuckers build stereotypes, cause it`s all they see
I take glee in the fact that I`m me
Not a follower, a dollar wouldn`t make me sell my soul
Del is old-school compared to your subterfuge
I got the same code of ethics Jungle Brothers use
Now every nigger wanna be crime related
Can`t rhyme creative and they`re made of self-hatred
That`s why they overstep boundaries that`s sacred
From the street to the corporate scene they all mean business
Self for self, phony doesn`t work
Your soul holds no weight when you let the devil lurk
Fighting evildoers I been evil myself
But I`m still a black man with experience, under my belt
I may be young, but my soul is old
Living in the ice ages where a nigga`s soul is cold
Don`t give a fuck about your life or his
But if you get a gat for protection, who lives?
Comin up ain`t the same as pullin everybody else down
But try telling that to niggers that are spellbound
They`ll probably say that you talk too much
They gotta think too much
So just be careful who you trust

[CHORUS 2X]
X-Files
Peace

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