Текст песни Missing Link

Hey, I gotta start it, MC's be carted, off ya soft

Dinosaur Jr. will flood that's gotta warn ya

What in blazes, hey this, is phat weigh this

I'll portray this photographs, so the last laugh is mine

You're behind, for the mind, and for the soul

That's how I roll now I hold the mic

With my life depended on it, I'm doin' ya bond it

My non gets warts it and I'm apart from wackness

I'm separated did you like how I spiked the ball

Despite ya all you could come bite a small portion

There's more in the vault halt, have a malt

I alta your brain patterns yet it's my fault

I sustain phatter blends of words heard, stampede

Damn he the speech with two teach?

Just me, no simile, never flow simply 'cause it was meant to be

The truth, the truth, and nothing but the truth, I tell it to the youth

Propelling with the proof, in the puddin', wouldn't you like to know?

Oh, no you didn't, my flows never quittin', and that's the truth

The motherfuckin' truth, my man

I'm on the scrimmage waitin' for you fucking imitations

And I'm not discriminating myself when I'm making my wealth

Pure facts, it's hard for me to endure wack MC's

I lay my tracks with ease

I'm tellin' you that Del is truth appelin' through your arteries

You scar your knees bowing, praising, now when I phase in

Like Kitty Pride, City Wide

Confer to kick the rumor him admit he lies

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Execute MC's I do my best to mute MC's

All it takes is intelligence, I'm great with embellishments

They need a savior so Del is sent

Yeah, the truth, the truth, the nothing but the truth

I tell it to the youth, propelling with the proof

In the puudin', wouldn't you like to know?

Oh, no you didn't, my flow is never quittin'

And that's the truth, the motherfuckin' truth, my man

The truth, the motherfuckin' truth

I'll punch you in your tooth, ass drop the roof, bitch

You know my attributes so don't act cute

It's moot a closed casket, the most massive

Fluff, just me no simile

Never flow simply 'cause it was meant to be

Never concluded sever your crew with microlazer surgery

I get Adam split up like atoms like the Molecule Man

Now all of you stand like a congregation

On the basement titric

Hip-hop not carin', sharin'

Tearin' Jones here in clones wearin' bones

Skeletons, your plasma is like gelatin

And tell a friend who's developin' 'cause Del's intelligent

Yeah, my lyrical technique will make ya body freak

My lyrical technique will make ya body tweak

My lyrical technique will make ya body seek

The beaning, double-teaming, on your motherfuckin' brain

Yeah, see that hoe, too, yeah, bitch, fuck it, slammin'