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Time Is Too Expensive Lyrics

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"Time is too expensive"


Too expensive, it's too expensive


Too expensive, you know what?


Time is of the essence


Whacha say now? Whacha say, whacha say now?


You know what? Time is of the essence





[Del]


My vast knowledge of rhyme is past college


Blast, demolish, polish off all enemies


I can't fall in this rap game, I got acrophobia


Plus half these rappers out here are fuckin dead like necrophilia


You know the thing, chocolate like Ovaltine


Comin down on the mic like eggs from ovaries


Monarchal metaphor, malevolent with settlements


Maniacal when Hiero flow, unstoppable and chock full


of funk the freak, so fuck the foreplay


Del has been ordained to terrorize your brain


The diagnosis, the show business bogus


My lyrics lash out, like I was throwin stones in a glass house


Rappers pass out, ass out


And anyone left on the scene who has doubts


Y'all fools ain't got no nuts I'm doin donuts


Slow up whoever show up, I'm too robust


So what? I'm invincible invisible lyrics


Original origin unknown from here on in


Uncommon dominating hip hop


Permiating every portal with mortals


More flows Heaven scent, microphone etiquette


And lyrics up for your goblin and kill the novice


I write bad subjects like the Hobbit


And on to the next phase before you try to rob it


You know, D-E-L, yeah!





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[Del]


Supreme MC's reach out when I'm on top


Catch altitude sickness not to use fitness


In front of witnesses get with this fetch the funk


While I test the skunk, see I will caress the blunt


Come step through the flames of Hades or remain a lady


Rhymes infectious as rabies -- Deltron, hell on earth


Prevailing curtailing, you're shattered with data


Directed, my method, hectic, try and dissect it


Next shit, hydrauling we're calling you out


I rap with accuracy - I'm sick of fools actin


like they blacker than me - y' know, usually bourgeoi'


We a new breed of MC remedy


For inner street jerks who wanna flirt with our sound


but ain't really down, silly clowns Barnum and Bailey rejects


Press eject on defects (yeah)


These threats delivered signed and sealed by the Delmeister


German for master, burnin the blasphemous


Whatever you ask of us gets fullfilled


Non-linear, you couldn't find a flow friendlier


Or even similar with beats that knock


Those who cock block transport 'em to the chop shop


Operation X cause we often facin death


And fake ass players are lost and wastin breath





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[Del]


Lyrical master, turnin mic sessions to disaster areas


I'll wax your derriere


Disable MC's with fatal degrees and flows


Flamboyant flamin fools like mesquite, let's eat


These barbeques are for you


Were are the few the proud the Hieroglyphics


Microphone moguls with code words and hand signals


For negros, spanish for black


I'll vanish your raps, at the borderline


Where you can order rhymes


Never monochromatic, y'all know the habits of Del


Talented, creating lyrical Gallaghers


Highest caliber, hip hop puritan


Throw my voice like Surrican, or ventriloquists


Until it sit in your cerebrum, I need them


Through the medium of music, too sick


The ratio is glaciar, Gigantor


My flow is lighter fluid, you'll need a higher druid


Magicians and Mages, to curb my primal rages


My styles all over the place, disease contagious


And treacherous (what?) like Mussolini (uh-huh)


but cooler than Fonzarelli eating fussilli


With roots in hip-hop goin back to Whodini


Who see me, no eyes, your style is corny like bow ties


No fries, keep that shake for a keep sake


As well as patened Del hysteria


Malaria area, 88 bait for bitin MC's


They're bitin to see, see that's like a likin disease


My time is up, I take my mic and I leave