Check my comprehensive catalog of crafts I'm daffed, I battle all like I don't have it all Avant-garde, battlestar Galactica Got rhymes per capita I'm shining through the aperture But I'm not gonna bust no caps for ya That's another genre, I'm the black bomber Track charmer, sack burner Distract burdens if it ain't that urgent Nerve prints word sentinel, invisible, infidel interstellar Hella clever, endeavors immeasurable With only heaven to go incredible Melodramatic wit tales from the tablet You fail 'cause you average Regardless of your sells and your status You extra baggage I bamboozle like I'm mobbin' in a land cruiser Down MacArthur, artistic archer, autistic misfit You'll get the sickness When I spit the wickedness And split cha wig like Kid Icarus Leave you headless like Icky-bod I infuriated, tick you off, stick to Pop Hip-Hop's too difficult to me, it's a cult Lyrics lacerated, slit cha throat Beat cha brain down like Piscopo with Smith Colt I don't know, Different Strokes So respect me for I whip out ol' Betsy Surgically remove you from my testes Purposely improve you just to see who the best be But sold up sexy Take a poll and know the prestige Large lefty, I automate, animate, my soul sanitation Like I gotta canvas painting manifestions Eh, who's ever hearin' this, Deltron-Z be a lyricist Frontin' on your fake false appearances Drive you delirious, dead serious The eeriest mic mysterious Eh peep, who's ever hearin' this, Deltron-Z be a lyricist Frontin' on your fake false appearances Drive you delirious, dead serious The eeriest mic mysterious Go ahead, try symbiosis But most rap artist don't have any focus Think they flippin' chips, try penny brokers Kipsco or pennyloafers Get my album I'll show you how it's done Delateous, hella atrocious wit' vocals My throat holds verbal choke pose Po-po's in ya scrolls, my goals are not rifles I flow scrimmage like the Microdots You might go pop and I might grow crops Go get the gestapo, you riskin' a pot full of gold Pull a zodiac sign to halftime Reenact rhymes from a past life of a flashlight Man, you don't know the half Dash right to the phonograph Blow your balderdash Coordinates confirm, subordinates will learn My ordnance is stern so supportin' my fern Is the only way in this lonely age where you goin' crazed Your style is sold and paid for 'cause I made more Water emcees like a bayshore Bullets graze doors In Oakland where they lay law Del is going AWOL wit' napalm Eight bombs taped to my arms like the town crier Now miser, strider, spit exciter, rippin' plywood Forget beef cakin' lyrical cheapskates Try Del and win the sweepstakes What I make is so hot, it's seethin' Off the deep end, stop your breathin' Caught cha sleepin' Now you're peekin' like you've eaten A hundred microdots wreck your equinox Delete every piece of props Leave your perforated, curb your hatred Deserve your matrix in the Word Olympics Completely furnished wit' burners like Ted Turner I broadcast the classics, fabulous, fantastic Peep, who ever hearin' this, Deltron-Z be a lyricist Frontin' on your fake false appearances Drive you delirious, dead serious The eeriest mic mysterious Hey, who ever hearin' this, Deltron-Z be a lyricist Frontin' on your fake false appearances Drive you delirious, dead serious The eeriest mic mysterious And the survey says "Go practice or something, man" You know peace

I'll have it as soon as I earn the money to buy it That's a long time away Daddy, you gonna tell her what Ma said? I've been that boy since I was smoking banana peels Back in Alabama with the ball-pen Hammer knocking hubcaps off the wheels Stealing bowties off the grills Mama said, "No carbonated soda 'fore you go to bed" But I never listened to her A two-liter bong with a tinfoil bowl Full of cheap hydro is illegal, I'm sure But I learned from watching the neighbors Yeah, watching the neighbors Got me in Jordache jeans Feeling real hot, hanging from my pocket, a pager Yeah, buddy boy, I'm clean Cubic zirconium rocks in my earrings Give me that stone and a mobile phone And I carry that gem like me and Irene I'm getting totally stoked Sipping Creek Water with me and my folks I'm getting totally throwed My flock is waddling around Can't keep my ducks in a row And I can't keep up with this bullshit they calling dope But I'm married to her I can't leave this bitch neither Rock and roll pussy, I cannot turn down Even though she's a liar, a thief, and a cheater, I need her That long hair ain't gonna cover up that red neck, boy Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce I'm Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce Still got the bottom beating like gorillas Checking my trunk like a killer You ain't fucking with Slumerican, stop, uh Bitch, go to sleep, grab a pillow Go to sleep with your stinking ass I ain't got time, I ain't taking trash Out to the bin, take you out with my pen And then I take a bottle and break the glass (Ooh) I done built me a fortress And I didn't have to beg, plead, or force it Got enough forces to sit on my porch and not move And still be in orbit An ancient alien, homo sapien Me and rap is like bee to orca Turn water to wine, one dollar a time Drink it up, it's fine, there's no need to cork it Gorgeous, mmh, give me those 'Cause I remember me and mama popping penny rolls And if you wasn't with me when the shit hit the fan Then you cannot get a penny, you ain't getting any, bro Gotta pay the taxes when the wood is out And the kerosene can is filled up to the brim Don't look at him, go get the matches Lace up and then take a hike I'm making shit that is major like I'm pulling up on them big wheels You couldn't pedal a baby bike I do not hang at the same club in the same town every damn night I am not making hip-hop for the hip-hop award show or the 'Gram likes 'Cause I'm... Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce I'm Catfish Billy That motherfucker Billy in the house Billy and I'm really in the house Really like I'm really on the couch Chopping up dope, boy, I ain't never seen a drought You ain't never seen a Catfish Billy There'll never be another from the South Never be a mother with the style To make another me, not now The King of Alabama That ain't never been a doubt, just bounce