No Identity Lyrics - Delinquent Habits

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Hey, hey, troop style's hard to find 

I sit where we sit, it's time to go for mine 

See I remain in place wit shit so funky 

You could bite for days, my shit remains crunchy 

Good wit my own style, droppin' that 

Looky Lou's all hokin' but I stompin' that 

You's a c-copycat, now watch me take you thru to hell 

Must be out lookin' for biters in the big bad world 

I, am the one to take you higher 

To liquidisation, heart and desire 

Go 'head, light the fire, as I get smoke 

There ain't a way to stop the madness when I go for broke 

Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me 

You're the epitome of no identity 

It's about what you say and how you say it 

Now that's hardcore, time to settle the score 

I'm fed up with the old shit, gimme some new shit 

I won't sit, get off my grip 

See I'm tired of these imitating gangsta clones 

For them I got a slingshot, rotty's and stones 

I come steppin' on the scene 

My Delinquent team, be here to elevate 

Even the fakes should get their soul get 

Rippin' up your frame, it's the critical acclaim 

Breakin' you up, like the Buddha crank shrinks my brain 

'Cuz there can be only one [unverified], only one to rule 

Bet the coon new G, witta steel that's new 

Yet some won't like the way I strangle the mic, though 

I won't funk the kids, can't fake the Gambino 

Kid, you must be kidding me 

It's a joke, why ya gotta be kidding me? 

We're goin' nowhere fast in this flavorless mess hall 

Why can't you stand tall? 'Cuz I heard a distress call 

Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me 

You're the epitome of no identity 

It's about what you say and how you say it 

Now that's hardcore, time to settle the score 

Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me 

You're the epitome of no identity 

It's about what you say and how you say it 

Now that's hardcore, time to settle the score 

Once again, I go fly thru the speaker 

Your style suck, fuckin' like a tweaker 

One grain falls, the rest soon follow 

'Cuz everybody knows 

(Your wacked style's borrowed) 

It seems everybody write they're OG killers 

Everybody's flippin' big-time dope dealers 

(Versace) 

And Gucci, rollin' big time Lucci 

Big, steady sellin' out the real 

Now oh damn, now look what I've done 

Wit the little bit of help from the rhymes I brung 

You know who you are, don't front, just shoot hits 

Delinquent it's in the house, to rock this shit 

Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me 

You're the epitome of no identity 

It's about what you say and how you say it 

Now that's hardcore, time to settle the score 

Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me 

You're the epitome of no identity 

It's about what you say and how you say it 

Now that's hardcore, time to settle the score