Derelict

The Unity Rap emCees . . .
DJS = DJ Scooter | ANS = ANonymouS | DPH = Dee Phunk

ANS>I'm that assesion in this rap profession/
My verbal distention is past the extension, of your mental
comprehension/
So pay attention, or seek pensions from this rap god incarnate/
Valuable traits, the words I articulate make MC's acerbate/
When they try and vindicate their pre-ejaculate acts of bust gats/
Simulate raps in order to masturbate on loose tracks/
Like bad weaves, those deceived now believe, and follow my lead.

DJS>When I get mad I get on my turntables that are Gemini/
Ripping and spinning the vinyl putting the cross to the fader buy why?/
Is it just to amplify my hip hop skills/
Or is it just that I like the way it feels/
Bringing the wax back to my favorite sample/
Just to set an example/
Why I do this shit/
Not to get money but to make it/
To the top with Rakim and KRS/
But I must confess/
There's a lot of heads with the same dreams as mine/
So I say to my self keep it positive and you'll be fine/
Don't crossover to the bad boy crew/
And always be you/
No matter what ya do/
Don't forget about the things that got you this far/
Stay true even after you become a star/
There is only one good thing about the wack Emcees/
They show us how not to be/
So I will end this rhyme on this note/
Make sure you stay afloat on the reality boat.

DPH>Assess the thought process of this one emcee/
My AKA is Friday so you should all thank God for me/
Always find new ways to express my creativity/
Mostly through the use of my above average rhyme capability/ 
Stickin' to the facts and sometimes goin' off topic/ 
Countdown to blast off when it's my turn to rock it (rocket)/
Some choose to go down my route to pull a rhyme out/
Act childish, get thrown in the corner and put in time out/
Grounded/
Leavin' other emcees dumbfounded/
Flip to bad grammar mode and ask you how it sounded/
Cuz I can do that, my own born form of poetic license/ 
Now I dare you to ask somebody else who' is the nicest/
If my name don't come up, then you got the wrong answer/
I got the kinda material to get you excited like an exotic dancer/
So when I'm done performing I'll be the one that is felt/
And I also expect to find a dollar bill in my belt...

ANS>There will never be mimicry of my delivery/
Cause verbal abilities change like entropy/
Lyrically my Z therapy, allows me to release energy/
Kinetic, with to much potential to sound pathetic/
Phonetics, move the crowd like telekinetics/
So need I mention, the divine intervention/
My intrepid method is etched in/
Milestones and hieroglyphics/
Artifact linguistics causing statistics/
Out of any nigga that risked it/

DPH>Wack emcees still exist /
I didn't think they would last / 
One comes my way /
I'm rippin' em up like my first draft /
It's got to be / 
Hot to me / 
Spittin'
the syllables properly / 
Givin' me the wrong support / 
In other words they
jockin' me / 
It's your choice to project your voice / 
It's my job to mute it /
Stick that in your memory and you still couldn't compute it / 
Your style is
verile/ your copy is sloppy / 
Upload a virus to your mental from a floppy /
Disc-uss your problems with the rest of your crew / 
And then focus your time
on tryin' to be YOU / 
Cuz next time you violate with those weak points you scored /
I'll send you back with a one-way ticket to the drawing board...

DJS>We spark controversy like that park from down south /
Women and children run and hide when weour mouths/
Cause we bring shit that you're not ready to face/
And instead of cracking your mindyou just run out the place/ 
I said we bring shit that you're not ready to hear/
But the message's positive so have no fear/
That is unless you're a slave to drugs/ 
Or totin' 9's actin' like thugs/
If thats the case then you best jet quick/
Cause one verse from my rhyme and you'll be riding my dick/
Tellin me that I'm the shizit/
Listenin' to my hizit/
But you better not bizit or bite/
Fuckin with us is definitely not a fight/
That you can win/
But once I begin/
I'll carve you up like turkey/
Packed inside with stuffin'/
Cause we don't use no stove top/
When we start cooking, we cant be stopped.

ANS>And in conclusion, your delusions of street dreams and warfare/
Get turned into nightmares, you should of prepared/
Yourself for your death/
For centuries I've taken destinies, when I manifest/
You won your first battle, the gods not impressed/
There's no lyricist nice enough to approach this omnipotence/
The strongest minds enter my front lines of defense/
And get rendered senseless, when I commence/
Use intelligence, hesitance should take precedence when facing my
material/
The equation is simple, my lyrical is metaphysical/
In layman's terms I can't be touched/
And if you want it, I got it nigga, WHAT.


Dee Phunk

Oh yeah...shoutouts from me go to:
The Upstarts Universal, all dope Long Island emcees, Derelict, the
regulars on rec.music.hip-hop (you know who you are), and all the people
who are feelin' my rhymes.  PEACE.

                                                               
ANonymouS

yeah i want to shout out xxx elliot ness and paulette.


Dj Scooter
I want to shout out my brothers Jason and Matt and my father John for
all the Motivation...K.I.M.

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