Del the Funky Homosapien Stress the World Lyrics:
Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
(Stress the world)

I offer the maximum that
you called for,
Who better, to get a
crowd to go
"Wow"?
Del, A champion true,
I do what the others can't do,
So when you come to,
Recognize I despise weak,
I'm at my peak I seek
More than the boredom you
are accustomed to,
A connoisseur,
I love hip hop more,
Than I did as a kid,
So I gotta kid rid,
Of those, who pose,
Case closed,
I'm dynamic with panic
And it's exactly how I planned it

Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Hah!

You better peep
Cause the price is very steep
For those who sleep,
I pile my rhymes by the heap,
On cassets,
LPs, CDs, and twelve inches,
Perform the shit,
And get the girls like bitches,
With good intentions,
The key word is redemption,
For those who try to
shit on my crown,
Let's get down!
Plastic ass rappers
Get smashed like crackers,
First I shellack ya,
Then hit you with the lacquer,
Then I go to marijuana class
And study cultivation,
So I can make the USA
a better nation,
Get smoked, mellow out,
Vibe, fuck the stress,
While I kill MCs that say
"He's relentless",
Past you,
At last due
To technological enhancements,
On my part,
The art advances,
My rhymes are ravishing,
Ravaging the hip hop surface,
To get to the underground,
Four pounds to purchase,
Merciless,
As soon as I insert the disk,
Into the S.P.,
To make the world stress me,
Let's be up front and real,
What's up with this rap
Regurgitation that
appeals to the masses?
I got pure plain funk,
Hold the mayo,
Like the formulation
Of ice crystals
Make the sun's halo,
A rainbow,
Pay in full
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To MCs at large,
I barge and
Cordon them all when I
charge!
Personally responsible,
Behind all the hoopla,
Havoc 'cross the board,
Get the trouble shooter,

Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Make the world stress me
Stress the world
Make the world stress me
Stress the world
Make the, Make the
world stress me,
Let's be up front and real

Mathematically correct,
Collect rent on the daily,
This ain't a prince project,
Put out on paisley park,
Deep dark funk,
To dunk your face in,
Fully animated
In a time where
hip-hop's contaminated,
With corny niggers
talkin' gibberish,
They make me feverish,
I merely pull this lever which
Enables me to unveil tales
Of Del in action,
Smoked to the fullest
Project my voice like bullets,
I deflect your sect,
I check the scanner,
Damn you're persistant,
I stand with my fist clenched,
Tightly around the
microphone like a
scepter,
With rhymes average
MC's can't see like a
specter,
The inspecter,
With the nectar,
Sharp like a black and decker,
I twist a nigger's neck
Like Chubby Checker,
Respect A,
Heiroglyphic insgnia,
You know it means murder,
With lyrics unhead of,
Stamina, stamina,
And with a new flow to boot,
Don't try to execute
my patterin's,
I took hella notes while battlin,
Dismantling opponents alone
With my trusty verbs
Leave these MC's disturbed,
Everybody on my block
Knows I rock,
To MC's I'm hella cocky
So I keep my rhymes cocked
In position,
And if you actually listen,
To what I'm saying,
You'll see you can't resist them,
They're succulent,
And if you don't like them,
Fuck you then,
Anybody with taste,
Sees it's a delicacy,
Not a mere hors de'ovuerve,
Or haven't you heard,
And it's totally take out,
About a million served,
Like that!
Absolutely a beauty,
I crush the shit that's booty,
Cause I figure it's my duty

Stress the world
Stress the world
Stress the world
Raah!
Let's be up front and real,
Let's be up front and real,
Make the world stress me,
Let's be up front and real,
Let's be up front and real,
Make the world stress me,
Let's be up front and real,
Let's be up front and real,
Make the world stress me,
Let's be up front and real,
Let's be up front and real
Lyrics: Stress the World, Del the Funky Homosapien [end]