In And Out - Del The Funky Homosapien

Fun  even funner 
I'm the gunner sub machine gun 
it don't seem right  that they don't get my theme right 
they don't know me  
so we move forward 
more words & phrases 
my style amazes 
come into the scene with the means to rip shit 
my brain's power packed with the proper equipment 
so step 
I come inta the area to bury ya 
I compose the flows 
makin' people merrier 
never the less  I sever the flesh 
with a razor 
reserve the major beef 
I'ma slay ya, hey 
you never came across a person like me 
I never instigate 
first come strike me 
then I'll flip 
and rip clothing, and I'm loathing 
MCs who front like I don't know things 
uh uh 
check again 
I get wreck again 
on the down low 
because you sound slow 
retarded MCs get neglected 
& check it 
anytime I hafta show a foe 
I'ma flex it 
then I exit 
with my records & my next shit 
prepared, so be scared 
I strike unexpected 
I write rhymes in sections 
testin' my slang 
I bang MCs with these 
& make 'em hang 
dangle, what's ya angle? 
When I strangle and choke 
I hold Bennedicts by their throat 
until they sing notes like a canary 
fairy, or genies 
we slipped out 
they never seen me bust his face 
I like bass when it hums 
and that sums up my properties for the dum-dums 
someone need to check him 
deck him 
slam him 
and put him in the bushes 
so 'shush' kids 
no one needs to know 
I'll proceed & go into 
and then tell ya what I