The kinky haired Nubian there with a human
How ya doin', how ya livin', in the meadow? In the meadow
Brothers get done when they try to be impressive
Ya sold 8 million but ya still don't entertain us
Swing and give a punch and put a fraud out to lunch
Tries fill my vibe 'cause my style is rather earthly
Under the sun we gonna take it light
In the region of the forest where the march hare dwells
Collect all my notes and sail a boat back to Berkeley
In the shadows, deep within the trenches of the sea
Free as Leah, a head of hair like a tree
Funky, funky lyrics, check this out
Under the sun we gonna take it light
It's cool, I use this as a rule of thumb
Before I make my journeys I must eat and get dressed
The founder of the fragrance and watch the vagrants
Under the sun we gonna take it light
Scatter like rats in the sewer as we do 'em like two secret agents
'Cause you are an uncle too, you are an Uncle Tom
Yeah, under the sun, under the sun
A pair of blue jeans and a shirt with greenish hues
Yeah, under the sun, under the sun
See, my style is rather passive but I can get aggressive
And then go toe to toe and if the rhythm is hype
And return 'em to the caves of the motherland
So I can show a foe who is the prototype
And ride a rhinoceros back to the other land
'Cause I'm a love child, I love to see the children smile
I sit and write scriptures by the old wishin' well
Snatch your gold chains, steal your gold fronts
I bug out and tell my maid to take the rug out
Deeper in the meadow where my actions are irregula'
So I can dis the facial value of your ballyhoo
I wake up in the morning feelin' happy and refreshed
I take a dip into the pool of radiance until the fool was done
And D E L and Hieroglyphics gonna drop the bomb
'Cause you're fraudulent, I have no time for a jester
'Cause I do not impress easily, D E L is eager to be
Born from the womb of the nebula
Is showin' it hell beats livin' in the ghetto
My hair gets knotty without the proper groomin'
Go take your place beside Uncle Fester
D E L, the 18 year old dwella of the meadow
Yeah, under the sun, under the sun
Under the sun we gonna take it light
Yeah, under the sun, under the sun
At my answers, foes get frantic and nervous and panic
Of the pasture as I recline on a hippo, wipe the funky speech
And dust it and proceed to throw the thugs out
Slidin' on the floor like a fat ignoramus
Under the sun we gonna take it light
Yeah, under the sun, under the sun
Teachin' all the pupils proper scruples in the meadow
As long as what I do contains my soul and my spirit
The whole metamorphis resembles flowers bloomin'
And scrunch up your rap book pages, eat 'em like it's licorice
'Cause I'm a love child, follow me now children
Things are peaceful and everything's settle
Yeah, under the sun, under the sun
I contemplate a rhythm with a hunch
When I trample through the forest with my brother CM-PX
Some say it's wack but I ain't tryin' to hear it
Even as I venture past the planet called Earth
Under the sun we gonna take it light
Yeah, under the sun, under the sun
I take it on my journeys to the mystic place
And watch my profits seem to triple and quadruple
Greener than the grass that was caught between my shoes
With a good night's snooze on a bed of rose petals
Under the sun we gonna take it light
