Lyric Missing Link
[Featuring Dinosaur Jr.]
Hey I gotta start it
MCs be carted off
ya soft
Dinosaur Jr. will flood that s gotta warn ya
what in blazes
hey this is phat
weigh this
I ll portray this
photographs so the last laugh
is mine you re behind
for the mind and for the soul
that s how I roll
now I hold
the mic with my life
depended on it
I m doin ya bond it
my non gets warts it
and I m apart from wackness
I m separated
did you like how I spiked the ball
despite ya all
you could come bite a small portion
there s more in the vault
halt, have a malt
I alta your brain patterens
yet it s my fault
I sustain phatter blends
of words heard, stampede
damn he the speech with two teach?
[CHORUS:]
"Just me, no simile, never flow simpily, cause it was meant to be, the
truth, the truth, and nothing but the truth, I tell it to the youth,
propelling with the proof, in the puddin , wouldn t you like to know?
Oh, no you didn t, my flows never quittin , and that s the truth, the
mothephfuckin truth my man."
I m on the scrimmage
waitin for you phucking imitations
and I m not descriminating
myself, when I m making my wealth
pure facts
it s hard for me to endure wack MCs
I lay my tracks with ease
I m tellin you that Del is truth
appelin through your arteries
you scar your knees
bowing, praising, now when I phase in
like Kitty Pride
city wide
confer to kick the rumor
him admit he lies
the truth will set you free
when I upset MCs
execute MCs
I do my best to mute MCs
all it takes is intelligence
I m great with embellishments
they need a savior
so Del is sent...
[CHORUS:]
"Yeah, the truth, the truth, the nothing but the truth, I tell it to
the youth, propelling with the proof, in the puudin , wouldn t you
like to know?, Oh, no you didn t, my flow is never quittin , and
that s the truth, the motherphucking truth my man, the truth, the
motherphucking truth, I ll punch you in your tooth, ass drop the roof,
bitch..."
You know my attributes
so don t act cute
it s moot
a closed casket
the most massive
fluff, just me
no simile
never flow simpily
cause it was meant to be
never concluded
sever your crew with
microlazer surgery,
I get Adam split up like atoms like the Molecule Man
now all of you stand
like a congregation
on the basement titric
hip-hop
not carin sharin
tearin Jones here in clones
wearin bones
skeletons, your plasma is like gelatin
and tell a friend
who s developin
cause Del s intelligent...
[CHORUS:]
"Yeah, my lyrical technique, will make ya body freak, my lyrical
technique, will make ya body tweak, my lyrical technique, will make
ya body seek, the beaning, double-teaming, on your motherphuckin
brain. Yeah, see that hoe, too, yeah, bitch phuck it...slammin ."
Hey I gotta start it
MCs be carted off
ya soft
Dinosaur Jr. will flood that s gotta warn ya
what in blazes
hey this is phat
weigh this
I ll portray this
photographs so the last laugh
is mine you re behind
for the mind and for the soul
that s how I roll
now I hold
the mic with my life
depended on it
I m doin ya bond it
my non gets warts it
and I m apart from wackness
I m separated
did you like how I spiked the ball
despite ya all
you could come bite a small portion
there s more in the vault
halt, have a malt
I alta your brain patterens
yet it s my fault
I sustain phatter blends
of words heard, stampede
damn he the speech with two teach?
[CHORUS:]
"Just me, no simile, never flow simpily, cause it was meant to be, the
truth, the truth, and nothing but the truth, I tell it to the youth,
propelling with the proof, in the puddin , wouldn t you like to know?
Oh, no you didn t, my flows never quittin , and that s the truth, the
mothephfuckin truth my man."
I m on the scrimmage
waitin for you phucking imitations
and I m not descriminating
myself, when I m making my wealth
pure facts
it s hard for me to endure wack MCs
I lay my tracks with ease
I m tellin you that Del is truth
appelin through your arteries
you scar your knees
bowing, praising, now when I phase in
like Kitty Pride
city wide
confer to kick the rumor
him admit he lies
the truth will set you free
when I upset MCs
execute MCs
I do my best to mute MCs
all it takes is intelligence
I m great with embellishments
they need a savior
so Del is sent...
[CHORUS:]
"Yeah, the truth, the truth, the nothing but the truth, I tell it to
the youth, propelling with the proof, in the puudin , wouldn t you
like to know?, Oh, no you didn t, my flow is never quittin , and
that s the truth, the motherphucking truth my man, the truth, the
motherphucking truth, I ll punch you in your tooth, ass drop the roof,
bitch..."
You know my attributes
so don t act cute
it s moot
a closed casket
the most massive
fluff, just me
no simile
never flow simpily
cause it was meant to be
never concluded
sever your crew with
microlazer surgery,
I get Adam split up like atoms like the Molecule Man
now all of you stand
like a congregation
on the basement titric
hip-hop
not carin sharin
tearin Jones here in clones
wearin bones
skeletons, your plasma is like gelatin
and tell a friend
who s developin
cause Del s intelligent...
[CHORUS:]
"Yeah, my lyrical technique, will make ya body freak, my lyrical
technique, will make ya body tweak, my lyrical technique, will make
ya body seek, the beaning, double-teaming, on your motherphuckin
brain. Yeah, see that hoe, too, yeah, bitch phuck it...slammin ."
