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No Need for Alarm

Del the Funky Homosapien

No Need for Alarm

1994

Feel the wrath, on my behalf
I drop math, and english, leave you squeamish
Then I squish your wish you're all fuckin dreamers (alla y'all)
No time for

in
yo lane before my hitta take aim
Four ounces two liters bitch follow me im a true leader i'm riding by myself in that two seater I know the old

Pape a rebel I can't never settle make 100K just off selling pebbles

Baby Jov;

Feel like Fredo Bang momma I'm a steppa
Police coming asking bout them

it unfold
There's grass to mow and still I glow
Blow my woe right out the window
Tick tock and it's four twenty
'You got some?' yeah man, I got plenty

inspired
Im 2-5, a quarter through life I boarded my mind up
With a bunch of 2x4's and hoarded felt tips to remind em
That, this kids still nice I aint

So many broken men
So many broken women
Plagued by the absence of a father
Who knew life would be that much harder? 

Mum works her ass off

I feel my youth slip away 

Like Gorbachev's grasp on the people

I stopped smoking weed 

On the day it was legal

I feel my youth slip away 

Like

your twenties are for

Lonely
I never felt that before
That's what your twenties are for
I still feel just like a kid, but no one's there when I'm sick

Memories (Revisited)

Dan Hill

I'm Doing Fine

1996

Memories of when I was a little boy, four years old,
Waiting for my daddy to come home,
And now I look into the eyes of my own son,
Wondering what

for, what you stand for
We gon knock your ass out like eight four
Come in fuck the whole damn business
Demie's what I want for Christmas
Drugs and sex

I'm so Brooklyn 
I talk my shit cus I could back it up 
If a bitch hating on me 
I don't really give a fuck 
Ima Brooklyn Queen 
I don't know her

but she's not
Still got my heart on her
But I hope it rots
Yea I'm talking about your bae
She don't recall well that's okay
Keep playing dumb like life

Taylor Swift and Post Malone (fortnight)
Even by myself, got myself, I'm not alone (uh)
Yeah Y'all niggas sorry, scary, steady blowing up my phone
"No

right
But I gotta move on, strapped with my chrome
Cause I feel like they coming for me
But I'ma keep rolling on
A guerilla, going out like a soldier

Majority y'all niggas is finished
Majority y'all niggas is finished, no kidding
Feel bad for the niggas ain't figured out game by now
In the function

that no one's killed
Bought the neighborhoods and gangsters out
A country nigga did it, that's something to think about
Still scraping the ground and low

hating ass niggas bitch In they 9 11
Who want they green stacked up to The ceiling
Who stay drugged up Kuz they ain’t Wanna feel no feelings
To the ones

We‘re all still breathing, but her answer will come
Days turn into nights What fortress could stop her great wrath?
Mother Gaia cries in pain
Look what we

ma'am"
And I do it 'cause bitch I
Was raised by grandma
And I lost my grandaddy like 2
Years ago still feel like, "Fuck cancer"
I don't judge nobody, just

They battled through the ages,
But still neither force would yield.
The people were divided,
Every soul a battlefield.

II. Apollo Bringer of Wisdom
"I

the shit in the dome
And you niggas don't know
Curry the killa' is ridin' too slow
But the niggas don't wanna go
Get the six four when I ride by, on the 95

of a pitcher, 4 liters
After finishin' the drink I feel like a team leader
My girl is so hot, she a bikini beach heater
Just got caught by the cops, aber Bruder

We won't ever die 
Lookin at the clock i know that's a lie 
So i want mine to shine 
Had to do it 
4 Deep when i'm movin 
Put my pain into this music

No I'm not a kid but I'm still a kingdom kid though
Doing what He says and Simon ain't even say so
Chucking deuces to the devil and telling the Lord