Release Yo` Delf Lyrics

Release Yo` Delf lyrics

Intro/Chorus: Blue Raspberry 

 

 When I first stepped on the scene niggaz was petrified 

 Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide 

 My rap flow does you like Tical and it will never steer you wrong 

 And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry 

 your careers won't be lasting long 

 

 Chorus 

 

 Verse One: 

 

 Check it I'm the fuckin man who they mention 

 Notice that other niggaz rap styles is bogus 

 Doo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo 

 Blazin, the stuff that ignites stimulation 

 Inside ya, cuz I be that house over water 

 forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon 

 adventure, niggaz need to touch they freakin picture 

 For the sickness, that be spreadin with the quickness 

 Remedies, cousin I be doin on my enemies 

 Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories 

 Emotion, rushin through your down street vicinity 

 Blunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity 

 

 (Tical.... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...) 

 As I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh 

 Keep it movin, and keep it movin uh 

 Keep it movin baby we be movin uh 

 Keep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH 

 What's that rhythm what's that sound 

 Party people getting down 

 When it hit the baddest man 

 Just release, yo delf!! 

 

 Verse Two: 

 

 My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set 

 To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death 

 I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand 

 If he frontin, on any man down with the Clan 

 I be comin, for the headpiece you can't cope 

 For my brother, I bring it to the Pope, word to mother 

 Serial, killa, style from Big Isle 

 No Stat, my peoples are you with me where you at? 

 Shit's gettin deep in here, I mean thick 

 Niggaz lookin all in my face like they want dick 

 It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo' 

 That's all I can stands, and I can't stands no mo' 

 What is it? Niggaz think they bigga 

 Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol 

 They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it 

 With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic 

 Then I add a Snapple, nigga want the juice 

 But he don't want the hassle 

 Then we try to overthrow the castle 

 Better yet the tent when I'm comin to your town 

 Black man, the rental, God, the pistol 

 YAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK 

 Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops 

 Here, no more dough will be made 

 Unless it's being made by hoes 

 

 What's that rhythm what's that sound 

 Party people getting down 

 When it hit the baddest man 

 Just breathe in, till then 

 And keep it movin, baby keep it movin 

 I plan to keep it movin, you know we keep it movin uh 

 And keep it movin, baby we be movin uh 

 And keep it movin, you know we keep it movin uh 

 And keep it movin, you know we keep it movin 

 Baby we be movin, you know we keep it moo..RARHRAH 

 

 Chorus 

 

 Outro: 

 

 Throw your hands in the sky 

 And wave em from side to side 

 And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical 

 Let me hear you say stim-uli 

 

 Chorus