Valentines Massacre

[Hook}
Delic shit, that funkadelic shit
Shining bright the 169, yeah we already lit
Delic shit, that funkadelic shit
Shining bright the 169, yeah we already lit
Delic shit, whoa, whoa, Delic shit
Delic shit, whoa, whoa, Delic shit
Delic shit, that funkadelic shit
My delix open up your mind upon a medic tip

{Verse 1]
How many times have i gotta show you
Take a thought from my mind, turn it to a vocal
Something to roll to
While I chill with a tengu
Reach in the sky, pull out the sun to befriend you
Just to burn your clart, cat to the delic the murderer, whoa
Had no intention to kill him like
Woke up covered in blood on the riddem like
Was only trynna spit verses
Oh why am I cursed with this happening when I rhyme?
How many times have i gotta get lifted
Yo catdel i stay twisted
Just to cope with the killing I chill in the mist kid
Delly flow killer liquid
When I start rhymin' they droppin' dead
Ain't no raisin' the barrel of poppin' led
Must be the murder flow that I got instead
So its back to the mist with your fucking head

[Hook}
Delic shit, that funkadelic shit
Shining bright the 169, yeah we already lit
Delic shit, that funkadelic shit
Shining bright the 169, yeah we already lit
Delic shit, whoa, whoa, Delic shit
Delic shit, whoa, whoa, Delic shit
Delic shit, that funkadelic shit
My delix open up your mind upon a medic tip

[Verse 2}
How many times could I spit a deadlier rhyme?
Fill 'em with venom, they dyin'
Killin' real fine, got use to this feelin' of mine
All of my delix are shinin' without a doubt
As I valentines massacre with my mouth
I ain't sleepin' or creepin'
I buck 'em down
Yeah i buck 'em, buck 'em, I don't fuck around, ay
Murderous be the sound
I'll recite a verse an' burst a person now
As I close the curtain, situation worsen, put yo in a hearse an' in the dirty bow
Murderous be the sound
I'll recite a verse an' burst a person now
I ain't sleepin', I'm creepin'
You better believe it, I'm leavin' 'em bleedin', I buck 'em down, ay

Flowing well
Scribble my lyrics all all up in the scroll of hell
Show an' tell
But you can't see mine 'cause you ain't down with the del
Them Holy Delix, ain't no Felix, they all got deaded
Little delly don't set trip
Strap another verse, put you in a hearse and then I let rip
How many times do I have to smoke on a joint
Just to get back to the point?
Slaughter your boys with my voice
Catdelic destroys, choppin' 'em down with a noise
Uh
Look, no I don't wanna do it but I got no choice