Sunny Meadowz Lyrics - Singles - Del Tha Funkee Homosapien

Yeah, I'm gonna take it light 

Yeah, D E L in the house, funky, funky 

Funky, funky lyrics, check this out 

I contemplate a rhythm with a hunch 

Swing and give a punch and put a fraud out to lunch 

And scrunch up your rap book pages, eat 'em like it's licorice 

Snatch your gold chains, steal your gold fronts 

And return 'em to the caves of the motherland 

And ride a rhinoceros back to the other land 

So I can show a foe who is the prototype 

And then go toe to toe and if the rhythm is hype 

I take it on my journeys to the mystic place 

So I can dis the facial value of your ballyhoo 

See, my style is rather passive but I can get aggressive 

Brothers get done when they try to be impressive 

'Cause I do not impress easily, D E L is eager to be 

The founder of the fragrance and watch the vagrants 

Scatter like rats in the sewer as we do 'em like two secret agents 

In the region of the forest where the march hare dwells 

I sit and write scriptures by the old wishin' well 

Collect all my notes and sail a boat back to Berkeley 

Tries fill my vibe 'cause my style is rather earthly 

Some say it's wack but I ain't tryin' to hear it 

As long as what I do contains my soul and my spirit 

It's cool, I use this as a rule of thumb 

I take a dip into the pool of radiance until the fool was done 

Slidin' on the floor like a fat ignoramus 

Ya sold 8 million but ya still don't entertain us 

'Cause you're fraudulent, I have no time for a jester 

Go take your place beside Uncle Fester 

'Cause you are an uncle too, you are an Uncle Tom 

And D E L and Hieroglyphics gonna drop the bomb 

Yeah, under the sun, under the sun 

Under the sun we gonna take it light 

Yeah, under the sun, under the sun 

Under the sun we gonna take it light 

Yeah, under the sun, under the sun 

Under the sun we gonna take it light 

D E L, the 18 year old dwella of the meadow 

Is showin' it hell beats livin' in the ghetto 

Things are peaceful and everything's settle 

With a good night's snooze on a bed of rose petals 

I wake up in the morning feelin' happy and refreshed 

Before I make my journeys I must eat and get dressed 

A pair of blue jeans and a shirt with greenish hues 

Greener than the grass that was caught between my shoes 

When I trample through the forest with my brother CM-PX 

The kinky haired Nubian there with a human 

My hair gets knotty without the proper groomin' 

The whole metamorphis resembles flowers bloomin' 

In the shadows, deep within the trenches of the sea 

Free as Leah, a head of hair like a tree 

'Cause I'm a love child, follow me now children 

'Cause I'm a love child, I love to see the children smile 

At my answers, foes get frantic and nervous and panic 

Even as I venture past the planet called Earth 

Born from the womb of the nebula 

Deeper in the meadow where my actions are irregula' 

I bug out and tell my maid to take the rug out 

And dust it and proceed to throw the thugs out 

Of the pasture as I recline on a hippo, wipe the funky speech 

And watch my profits seem to triple and quadruple 

Teachin' all the pupils proper scruples in the meadow 

Yeah, under the sun, under the sun 

Under the sun we gonna take it light 

Yeah, under the sun, under the sun 

Under the sun we gonna take it light 

Yeah, under the sun, under the sun 

Under the sun we gonna take it light 

Yeah, under the sun, under the sun 

Under the sun we gonna take it light 

How ya doin', how ya livin', in the meadow? In the meadow 

Hey, how ya feelin', how ya doin'? Hey, ah yeah