Lyric Licking Lyrics
| Song | Lyric Licking |
| Artist | Del tha Funkee Homosapien |
| Album | Future Development |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jones | |
| (talking) | |
| Hi everybody. | |
| It's Del the | |
| Funky Homosapien, down with | |
| Hieroglyphics | |
| Dopest crew in the | |
| World, coming with the new '96 shit! | |
| Check it out | |
| D-E-L will ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| Hieroglyphics will ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| D-E-L will, you know, you know! | |
| Hieroglyphics will | |
| **** you up! | |
| It's me, really me, not a look-alike | |
| I know some sound alike but when | |
| I'm around a mic | |
| Niggas cut! | |
| You know the skit | |
| Del ultimate | |
| Rapper international, with that rational style | |
| I get the, shit off my consciousness and | |
| Pull out the compasses | |
| I'm on some shit you ain't around, in the town, clown! | |
| Rebound! Go get on your intercom and call | |
| Your weakass crew so | |
| I can call protocol | |
| I don't give a shit, | |
| I wants to get lit ("yeah!") | |
| Split the | |
| Philly roll that bitch! | |
| And it better hits correct and right | |
| Make sure po-po out of sight | |
| Or they gonna have us locked up tonight, sike! | |
| We in the cut with the best bomb available | |
| Peelt out laughin' in a trail of smoke | |
| Oaktown, where niggas get down in more ways than one | |
| It don't stop till the raising sun | |
| Mentally unstable with the rhymes that rock yo' cradle | |
| The author of fatal flows that liquidate emcees | |
| Then I scoop 'em with a ladle | |
| I stay ill and psyched | |
| Outta my mind with mics but gotta be in before sunlight | |
| Emcees approach me with chains of garlic | |
| But their brains are targets | |
| Then I dump off the carcass | |
| A lot of niggas fuss just 'cuz we the best for us[?] | |
| Niggas faker with they raps than the | |
| Snuffleluffagus | |
| Lifts and bends, | |
| I recommend | |
| Before I make blood suspend | |
| When I check that chin | |
| It's common knowledge | |
| Mr. Del demolish ("You ain't know?") | |
| Taking you back to the days of cornbread and collards, come on! (chorus) ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| D-E-L will ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| Hieroglyphics will ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| D-E-L will ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| Hieroglyphics will ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| D-E-L will ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| Hieroglyphics will ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| D-E-L will ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| Hieroglyphics will ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| D-E-L will ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| Yeah! I perceive more than the average madness | |
| Niggas get the giggles when they find my shit is pivotal | |
| The radical, hip-hop fanatical who do what's natural | |
| Actual fact, no tact, you'll get intercepted! | |
| Kept it away, from emcees 'cuz they | |
| Wouldn't know what to do wit' it | |
| Pursuing it don't mean you gonna catch it | |
| I slay willing women backwards on the mattress | |
| At this access got niggas yackin' | |
| I'm crackin' safes and niggas actin' fake | |
| I got the date to arrange your weight | |
| About spent every cent on the bomb | |
| **** being calm, | |
| I'm like a shell-shocked vet from ' | |
| Nam So turn to | |
| Psalms, get your palms off my dick | |
| Before I go sick and make yo' ass hit the bricks | |
| I used to stay on 57th the resident bussed to havin' it [?] | |
| To stay out late at night 'cuz none of these niggas is | |
| Heaven-sent | |
| I'm bent, puffin' killer- | |
| Cali hit the vent | |
| I lend my voice to tracks, as we's the instrument | |
| A Public Service | |
| Announcement on how | |
| I house shit | |
| I hope your blouse fit, bitch, you fight with fists | |
| But if I ask you "Let's battle" you might resist | |
| I wax that ass on | |
| Pay-Per-View and invite | |
| Tha Liks The steel-cage grudge-match where there's no escape | |
| I'll peel that cap like bananas to apes | |
| Oh yeah! them niggas, it figures | |
| The masterminds behind the rhymes you claim were yours | |
| We lick off with rhymes like | |
| Nas and make your brains stain the floors | |
| At last we clash under the overpass (speaking) | |
| Del: Damn, we've been waiting here for hella long, since 12 | |
| Opio: I'm tellin' you, man, they don't wanna see me on the mic | |
| I'm tellin' you | |
| Del: All these fake ass niggas | |
| Opio: That's why they ain't came. | |
| They heard me, man, they done heard me, man, | |
| I'm tellin' you | |
| Del: Talkin' about they the freestyle masters, they'll get they ass ate | |
| Opio: And they sound just like you anyway, man, we out on these fools | |
| Del: I know man, let's be out (chorus 1x) | |
| Yeah! We got the beat ("You know!") ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| There ain't no doubt about it, we got the beat ("You know!") ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| From Oakland, to all around the | |
| World ("You know!") ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") | |
| You know what? | |
| We got the beat ("Lick you wid our lyrics!") ("You know!") | |
| Bye! |
| zuo ci : Jones | |
| talking | |
| Hi everybody. | |
| It' s Del the | |
| Funky Homosapien, down with | |
| Hieroglyphics | |
| Dopest crew in the | |
| World, coming with the new ' 96 shit! | |
| Check it out | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Hieroglyphics will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will, you know, you know! | |
| Hieroglyphics will | |
| you up! | |
| It' s me, really me, not a lookalike | |
| I know some sound alike but when | |
| I' m around a mic | |
| Niggas cut! | |
| You know the skit | |
| Del ultimate | |
| Rapper international, with that rational style | |
| I get the, shit off my consciousness and | |
| Pull out the compasses | |
| I' m on some shit you ain' t around, in the town, clown! | |
| Rebound! Go get on your intercom and call | |
| Your weakass crew so | |
| I can call protocol | |
| I don' t give a shit, | |
| I wants to get lit " yeah!" | |
| Split the | |
| Philly roll that bitch! | |
| And it better hits correct and right | |
| Make sure popo out of sight | |
| Or they gonna have us locked up tonight, sike! | |
| We in the cut with the best bomb available | |
| Peelt out laughin' in a trail of smoke | |
| Oaktown, where niggas get down in more ways than one | |
| It don' t stop till the raising sun | |
| Mentally unstable with the rhymes that rock yo' cradle | |
| The author of fatal flows that liquidate emcees | |
| Then I scoop ' em with a ladle | |
| I stay ill and psyched | |
| Outta my mind with mics but gotta be in before sunlight | |
| Emcees approach me with chains of garlic | |
| But their brains are targets | |
| Then I dump off the carcass | |
| A lot of niggas fuss just ' cuz we the best for us? | |
| Niggas faker with they raps than the | |
| Snuffleluffagus | |
| Lifts and bends, | |
| I recommend | |
| Before I make blood suspend | |
| When I check that chin | |
| It' s common knowledge | |
| Mr. Del demolish " You ain' t know?" | |
| Taking you back to the days of cornbread and collards, come on! chorus " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Hieroglyphics will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Hieroglyphics will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Hieroglyphics will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Hieroglyphics will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Yeah! I perceive more than the average madness | |
| Niggas get the giggles when they find my shit is pivotal | |
| The radical, hiphop fanatical who do what' s natural | |
| Actual fact, no tact, you' ll get intercepted! | |
| Kept it away, from emcees ' cuz they | |
| Wouldn' t know what to do wit' it | |
| Pursuing it don' t mean you gonna catch it | |
| I slay willing women backwards on the mattress | |
| At this access got niggas yackin' | |
| I' m crackin' safes and niggas actin' fake | |
| I got the date to arrange your weight | |
| About spent every cent on the bomb | |
| being calm, | |
| I' m like a shellshocked vet from ' | |
| Nam So turn to | |
| Psalms, get your palms off my dick | |
| Before I go sick and make yo' ass hit the bricks | |
| I used to stay on 57th the resident bussed to havin' it ? | |
| To stay out late at night ' cuz none of these niggas is | |
| Heavensent | |
| I' m bent, puffin' killer | |
| Cali hit the vent | |
| I lend my voice to tracks, as we' s the instrument | |
| A Public Service | |
| Announcement on how | |
| I house shit | |
| I hope your blouse fit, bitch, you fight with fists | |
| But if I ask you " Let' s battle" you might resist | |
| I wax that ass on | |
| PayPerView and invite | |
| Tha Liks The steelcage grudgematch where there' s no escape | |
| I' ll peel that cap like bananas to apes | |
| Oh yeah! them niggas, it figures | |
| The masterminds behind the rhymes you claim were yours | |
| We lick off with rhymes like | |
| Nas and make your brains stain the floors | |
| At last we clash under the overpass speaking | |
| Del: Damn, we' ve been waiting here for hella long, since 12 | |
| Opio: I' m tellin' you, man, they don' t wanna see me on the mic | |
| I' m tellin' you | |
| Del: All these fake ass niggas | |
| Opio: That' s why they ain' t came. | |
| They heard me, man, they done heard me, man, | |
| I' m tellin' you | |
| Del: Talkin' about they the freestyle masters, they' ll get they ass ate | |
| Opio: And they sound just like you anyway, man, we out on these fools | |
| Del: I know man, let' s be out chorus 1x | |
| Yeah! We got the beat " You know!" " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| There ain' t no doubt about it, we got the beat " You know!" " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| From Oakland, to all around the | |
| World " You know!" " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| You know what? | |
| We got the beat " Lick you wid our lyrics!" " You know!" | |
| Bye! |
| zuò cí : Jones | |
| talking | |
| Hi everybody. | |
| It' s Del the | |
| Funky Homosapien, down with | |
| Hieroglyphics | |
| Dopest crew in the | |
| World, coming with the new ' 96 shit! | |
| Check it out | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Hieroglyphics will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will, you know, you know! | |
| Hieroglyphics will | |
| you up! | |
| It' s me, really me, not a lookalike | |
| I know some sound alike but when | |
| I' m around a mic | |
| Niggas cut! | |
| You know the skit | |
| Del ultimate | |
| Rapper international, with that rational style | |
| I get the, shit off my consciousness and | |
| Pull out the compasses | |
| I' m on some shit you ain' t around, in the town, clown! | |
| Rebound! Go get on your intercom and call | |
| Your weakass crew so | |
| I can call protocol | |
| I don' t give a shit, | |
| I wants to get lit " yeah!" | |
| Split the | |
| Philly roll that bitch! | |
| And it better hits correct and right | |
| Make sure popo out of sight | |
| Or they gonna have us locked up tonight, sike! | |
| We in the cut with the best bomb available | |
| Peelt out laughin' in a trail of smoke | |
| Oaktown, where niggas get down in more ways than one | |
| It don' t stop till the raising sun | |
| Mentally unstable with the rhymes that rock yo' cradle | |
| The author of fatal flows that liquidate emcees | |
| Then I scoop ' em with a ladle | |
| I stay ill and psyched | |
| Outta my mind with mics but gotta be in before sunlight | |
| Emcees approach me with chains of garlic | |
| But their brains are targets | |
| Then I dump off the carcass | |
| A lot of niggas fuss just ' cuz we the best for us? | |
| Niggas faker with they raps than the | |
| Snuffleluffagus | |
| Lifts and bends, | |
| I recommend | |
| Before I make blood suspend | |
| When I check that chin | |
| It' s common knowledge | |
| Mr. Del demolish " You ain' t know?" | |
| Taking you back to the days of cornbread and collards, come on! chorus " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Hieroglyphics will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Hieroglyphics will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Hieroglyphics will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Hieroglyphics will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| DEL will " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| Yeah! I perceive more than the average madness | |
| Niggas get the giggles when they find my shit is pivotal | |
| The radical, hiphop fanatical who do what' s natural | |
| Actual fact, no tact, you' ll get intercepted! | |
| Kept it away, from emcees ' cuz they | |
| Wouldn' t know what to do wit' it | |
| Pursuing it don' t mean you gonna catch it | |
| I slay willing women backwards on the mattress | |
| At this access got niggas yackin' | |
| I' m crackin' safes and niggas actin' fake | |
| I got the date to arrange your weight | |
| About spent every cent on the bomb | |
| being calm, | |
| I' m like a shellshocked vet from ' | |
| Nam So turn to | |
| Psalms, get your palms off my dick | |
| Before I go sick and make yo' ass hit the bricks | |
| I used to stay on 57th the resident bussed to havin' it ? | |
| To stay out late at night ' cuz none of these niggas is | |
| Heavensent | |
| I' m bent, puffin' killer | |
| Cali hit the vent | |
| I lend my voice to tracks, as we' s the instrument | |
| A Public Service | |
| Announcement on how | |
| I house shit | |
| I hope your blouse fit, bitch, you fight with fists | |
| But if I ask you " Let' s battle" you might resist | |
| I wax that ass on | |
| PayPerView and invite | |
| Tha Liks The steelcage grudgematch where there' s no escape | |
| I' ll peel that cap like bananas to apes | |
| Oh yeah! them niggas, it figures | |
| The masterminds behind the rhymes you claim were yours | |
| We lick off with rhymes like | |
| Nas and make your brains stain the floors | |
| At last we clash under the overpass speaking | |
| Del: Damn, we' ve been waiting here for hella long, since 12 | |
| Opio: I' m tellin' you, man, they don' t wanna see me on the mic | |
| I' m tellin' you | |
| Del: All these fake ass niggas | |
| Opio: That' s why they ain' t came. | |
| They heard me, man, they done heard me, man, | |
| I' m tellin' you | |
| Del: Talkin' about they the freestyle masters, they' ll get they ass ate | |
| Opio: And they sound just like you anyway, man, we out on these fools | |
| Del: I know man, let' s be out chorus 1x | |
| Yeah! We got the beat " You know!" " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| There ain' t no doubt about it, we got the beat " You know!" " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| From Oakland, to all around the | |
| World " You know!" " Lick you wid our lyrics!" | |
| You know what? | |
| We got the beat " Lick you wid our lyrics!" " You know!" | |
| Bye! |
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