Correction Paroles Charlie Brown par Del the Funky Homosapien

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DZL I'm minutes away from lockin on that jaw
You better walk that walk the way you talk that talk
And I overheard, you know the first inclination is the speakin jets in
But I think the lesson for today is patience so imma practice that
In my own habitat, I got what you faggots lack
Thats why you jel and wanna spy on del
B*t*h I can tell, live as hell

Hell is live in front of a studio audience
Nationally syndicated penetratin every boob tube youtube
With the voodoo, straight from Congo square
Back in slavery, you could play those bongos there

Talkin drums, go ahead call it dumb
I'm just braggin, but I gotta way of zig-zaggin
Got the power of attraction, a human magnet
L-E-O, devo, fools who creep low

Likе swiss drinks, send the information to the brain
N-F-L, do this for my kid in thе cell
Livin really jungle style, till the case come to trial
Dummies I gotcha number dialed

I feel the the stomach bile come up when you wanna style
Nothin about yo stichk is slick, as far as real
Look at n***a these shoes is hard to fill
You wanna argue chill, you already forgot
The hard work that brought you to this spot
No n***a, not you, you wasn't even sperm
Im talkin centuries that turn like calendar pages
Down in the slave ships, but you dont hear me tho

My voice sound like charlie brown teacher
Can't reach yo brain through the reefer
You ain't got it together enough to be chiefin
Always blaimin fellas, and soakin em defence

Even with ya constant roadblockin
You know you won't stop em
Losin's no option, you're known for talkin, little listenin
You need a hearing aid, tune your inner vision in
Cause you smokinism is different from other cats
The way you trippin you may as well be huffin crack

You're not a boss, up under a lotta talk
Like a ostritch, the image in you mind
Of yourself is proposterous, and larger than life
To overcompensate, you portray, a decorated soldier
You hear my flow I bet you say I stole it

Thats projection, when you blame others for your own f**k-ups
Every rhyme you ever puked was conducted by yours truly
I understand the struggle, Sir DZL
F**k you if you can't adjust to the changing climate
Wanna get arranged with violence
Cause you realized I'm late in the game
You shoulda stayed in a lane movin slower

So you could soak up a little game
From the golden scrolls, I guess no one knows
So they experience with their own senses
But see D he use imagination, he get it

Foxy doo, I see you mock me foo
Hardy har, surrounded by flies
Moppin up an Arby's floor
Dont start me off

Cause I got a million of em
To reveal in public like a secret ident**y
Rappers ain't finna be makin me look all fake
When it involve my cake

I keep tabs, make sure it all fall in place
Like parachuters, Ferris Buehler
Every day is a day off
Ever since days off row
I was a rock ?, hip-hop Yoda
Maturity, I take pride in that
A**uredly, I enterprise and decide
To give back to the community
Even though only true can see
The rest of Y'all is V
Reptilian speech and features

I can keep beneath the overdid comedy skits
Tryna be rich, behind this sh*t that
Ain't even worth 1 hour o' effort
Actin like you done found you a treasure

*dummy*

Yeah, hocus pocus mothaf**ka
Boolololop
Time to focus
Sir DZL, when its noticed

Time for that gut f**kin
That Y'all suckers finna be stuck with
Imma a mess, you wanna get blessed'
Put yo boots on and be my guest

Ho-ho-ho Cherokee b*t*hes I don't dig it
Santa I ain't, more like a phantom you take
At face value, and imagine its safe
Till you catch me with my hand in ya safe

Channelin papes
Like a psychic reading
And this is what I see in yo future
In the crystal ball, you're fit to star
DZL, I'm liftin off, propulsion
Shorten the distance, now I'm back in business

Taxin n***as, relax with vigor
Hit the slopes then I twist up a wicked quote
Chickens don't leave the coop
Can't even see the stoop
Y'all on punishment till Y'all learn to believe in truth

Cause you got the game twisted like a brain
You're goin the other way, you run with what is fake
Unbelievable, I can't even speak to hoes
Cause they get too confused
The tone I use sounds like I know something they don't
Well I do
But now I'm just speakin on simple attributes
Concernin rap, but half you fools slappin spoons
Ham bone, thats what you tackle as tunes
Keep doin it, cause me to keep laughin at you

Ya I'm back actin the fool
Hittin some licks, Makin a mess
I have em really clickin the bricks
Ready with riffs, catch my drift
So aerodynamic with spit, resistance hardly exists

I'm ridin it, strappin on a saddle
Catchin all the cattle, with la**os
? livin, no fibbin, flow different
Sure the golden distance, cooler than snow
Better get a few while they cold
And enjoy a little music with soul
A knight in funky armor
Typin till my arm hurt
And cramped up
And then I resort to dig the phone
To scrip homes, I get goin
No time for loafin, thats the whole motive
You ain't knowin get to know Oakland
It's a hell of a town
Navigatin it is what helped me develop this style
I shall get down at a moments notice
After this person will initialize your expulsion

*Outro*

Get the F**k outta here, cla** dismissed
Nah nah, bring yo a** back here
I got some more sh*t
I got some more sh*t to say to yo mothaf**kin a**
You and you, and you
Now the rest of y'all
Y'all cool, y'all cool
Y'all cool, y'all ain't got
Man y'all are excellent students
Excellet, excellent
Y'all did great
Y'all taught me something
Y'all can go

You f**kin knuckleheads sit yo mothaf**kin a** down
I got something to explain to yo dumb a**
Wah wah wuh wah wuh wah
So mothaf**kin what, you about to listen
Don't look at me like that Jack!

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