Stress the World - Del the Funky Homosapien

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Embed: 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
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,
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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
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

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The current moniker for the artist previously known as Del tha Funkee Homosapien, used now for a number of years on his last few album releases, compilation and guest appearances. He is also a member of Hieroglyphics and Deltron 3030.

Del The Funky Homosapien is Teren Delvon Jones (born August 12, 1972 in Oakland, California)

Cousin of seminal west coast rapper Ice Cube, Del began his career writing lyrics for Ice Cube's band, Da Lench Mob. In 1991, with the help of Ice Cube, Del released his first solo album, "I Wish My Brother George Was Here", at the age of 18. The album was a commercial success largely due to the popularity of the hit single, "Mistadobalina." Ultimately Del, who was not pleased with the limited musical range of the album, severed his production-artist relationship with Ice Cube for his next album, "No Need for Alarm".

No Need for Alarm also saw the introduction of the Oakland clique Hieroglyphics, whose original members included Souls of Mischief (Opio, A-Plus, Phesto and Tajai) Casual, Pep Love, Del, and producer Domino. No Need for Alarm helped to expose both the regional Oakland sound of hip hop, as well as the freestyle based, "golden era-97" style of hip hop being expanded at the time Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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