Limitations

[Verse 1: Opio]

Understand this man is the grand-est

The mighty dreaded, niggas step and get beheaded

Shredded, left a battered broken man

Chosen hand busted from the tussle with the mic which I ignite like a pyromaniac, don't play me

That's not recommended, you're winded, your girl lays me back and I attack the twat viciously

Got it twitching (Bitch!), she's a bitch to the Dope Fiend Beat

Hope we meet in the next lifetime

For the strife, I'm the nigga with the better rhyme

Hoes think I'm adorable, MCs think I'm oracle

Foolish mortal, I got the flows so call your crew

And crush the earth's crust because I bust

Thunderous, I'm breakin' niggas down to dust

The rhyme sorcerer forces you to shout my praises

Phenomenal phrases hit you like exploding razors

[Verse 2: A-Plus]

Now, who put the West up on the map?

Perhaps, you should run laps, you're wack with a stack of dumb raps

Thumbtacks mark your headquarters

You're dead when I slaughter and now your head's leaking red water

You shoulda been a donor, I'm prone to bone ya hoe

Though she know I can flow 'cause I showed her

And now she's up on my shit, I'm slick

I rhyme quick, and I'm the shit, dick

Hieroglyphics in the house like punishment

Who is running shit? A-Plus is the one to get foul

If you think I'm flippin' on the man with the skills

Niggas get the dills, still

Hieroglyphics sound the lights, surround the mics

I pound the lights 'cause they haven't found the light

But I never taught ya discipline, feel my fist again

If it's in your face, get a taste 'cause you commit the sin

[Chorus: Del The Funkee Homosapien]

MCs should know their limitations, their limitations

MCs should know their limitations

MCs should know their limitations, their limitations

MCs should know their limitations

[Verse 3: Tajai]

When Captain Tajai throws his mighty rhyme

All the dirt I urge, I splurge, I fly nerds while I be fine

Put on your radar, I don't stay far

That's why men are noid, I irritate like hemorrhoids (Ouch)

You made the proper preparations, I still ate ya

I hate ya, I rate the mind state of niggas that I'm greater, none of that later

We can do this, I wreck blocks like Brutus

It's not a chore to make you come up shorter

'Cause niggas know I'm sure to serve without takin' no orders

So here's a tip from the hip to your dips

Get with the man who rips, stop being sogged by them drips

I'll do you swell, I got better aim than Willy Tell

I rung so let me ring your bell

Ding-dong! My sing song swells like a Simolean

Stuck in my pocket, I simply rock it

[Verse 4: Casual]

Call it splat on your face when you try to face the match

You're tripping, you're slipping, you're sliding off my fly blend

Of wording, soon to be hurting, a nerd teen rabbit

Peace to the niggas who got my back and

Everyone else can get the dills

I hit your skills up, like my tag

You rag and boast about your coast, but it really don't phase me

You're style's lazy, you must be drinkin' that Crazy

My thinking's phat and it pays me!

Your days be decreasing because we beats men

I seen at least ten enemies daily!

But what you'll get bold and try to play me, maybe that

Imbecile, while my bat, is sensible

His brain I got to be's giving niggas lobotomies

I trife with these, individuals criminals of my own rap

On behalf of Phesto, I like to laugh

[Chorus: Del The Funkee Homosapien]

MCs should know their limitations, their limitations

MCs should know their limitations

MCs should know their limitations, their limitations

MCs should know their limitations

[Outro: Del The Funky Homosapien]

Yeah, now, I got something to say, on the behalf of Hieroglyphics

This the D-E-L, and, um, I'm sick of all you weak-ass

Booty-ass motherfucking rappers

And, uhh, next time I see you on the motherfucking street

I'ma bust your motherfucking nose

So, uhh, fuck you!

Peace