(Yeah...I'm Gonna Take It Light...Yeah...D E L In The House...funky



Funky



Funky Funky Lyrics...check This Out)



I Contemplate A Rhythm With A Hunch



Swing And Give A Punch And Put A Fraud Out To Lunch



And Scrunch Up Your Rap Book Pages Eat 'em Like It's Licorice



Snatch Your Gold Chains Steal Your Gold Fronts And Return 'em To The



Caves



Of The Motherland



And Ride A Rhinoceros Back To The Other Land



So I Can Show A Foe Who Is The Prototype



And Then Go Toe To Toe And If The Rhythm Is Hype



I Take It On My Journeys To The Mystic Place



So I Can Dis The Facial Value Of Your Ballyhoo



See, My Style Is Rather Passive But I Can Get Aggressive



Brothers Get Done When They Try To Be Impressive



'cause I Do Not Impress Easily



D-E-L Is Eager To Be



The Founder Of The Fragrance



And Watch The Vagrants



Scatter Like Rats In The Sewer As We Do 'em Like Two Secret Agents



In The Region Of The Forest Where The March Hare Dwells



I Sit And Write Scriptures By The Old Wishin' Well



Collect All My Notes And Sail A Boat Back To Berkeley



Tries Fill My Vibe 'cause My Style Is Rather Earthly



Some Say It's Wack But I Ain't Tryin' To Hear It



As Long As What I Do Contains My Soul And My Spirit



It's Cool, I Use This As A Rule Of Thumb



I Take A Dip Into The Pool Of Radiance Until The Fool Was Done



Slidin' On The Floor Like A Fat Ignoramus



Ya Sold 8 Million But Ya Still Don't Entertain Us



'cause You're Fraudulent, I Have No Time For A Jester



Go Take Your Place Beside Uncle Fester



'cause You Are An Uncle Too, You Are An Uncle Tom



And D-E-L And Hieroglyphics Gonna Drop The Bomb



(Yeah...under The Sun, Under The Sun, Under The Sun...we Gonna Take It



Light) X