Missing Link

"I wonder... could this be the skull of that creature that has baffled science? The skull of that Homo Erectus that science thinks of as the missing link?"
Hey,
I gotta start it
MCs be carted, off
ya soft
Dinosaur Jr will flood that's gonna ruin ya
What in blazes
Hey this, is phat
Weigh this
I'll portray this
Photographs, so the last laugh
Is mine, you're behind
For the mind, and for the soul
That's how I roll
Now I hold
The mic, like my life
Depended on it
I'm doin' ya bond it
My non gets warts it
and I'm apart from wackness
I'm separated
Did you like how I spiked the ball
Despite ya all
You could come bite a small portion
There's more in the vault
Halt, have a malt
I alter your brain patterns, bend ya
It's my fault
I sustain phatter blends
Of words heard, stampede
Damn he the speech which you need to reach
I'm just me, no simile,
Never flow simpily,
Cause it was meant to be, [Now you've got it wrong]
The truth, the truth, and nothing but the truth,
I tell it to the youth,
Propelling with the proof in the puddin',
Wouldn't you like to know?
Oh, no you didn't, my flows never quittin', [Now you've got it wrong]
And that's the truth, the motherfuckin' truth, my man.
I'm on the scrimmage
Waitin' for you fucking imitations
And I'm not descriminating
Myself, when I'm making my wealth
Pure facts
It's hard for me to endure wack MCs
I lay my tracks with ease
I'm tellin' you that Del is truth
Propellin' through your arteries
You scar your knees
Bowing,
Praising, now when I phase in
Like Kitty Pride
City wide
Confer to kick the rumor
Him admit he lies
The truth will set you free
When I uproot MCs
Execute MCs
I do my best to mute MCs
All it takes is intelligence
I'm great with embellishments
They need a savior, so Del is sent!
Yeah, the truth, the truth
The nothing but the truth
I tell it to the youth
Propelling with the proof in the puddin' [Now you've got it wrong]
Wouldn't you like to know?
Oh, no, you didn't
My flow is never quittin'
And that's the truth
The motherfucking truth, my man [Now you've got it wrong]
The truth, the motherfucking truth
I'll bust you in the tooth
Ass drop the roof, bitch!
You know my attributes,
So don't act cute,
It's moot,
A closed casket
The most massive fluff,
Just me, no simile,
Never flow simpily
'cause it was meant to be
Never concluded,
Severe your crew with
Microlazer surgery
I get Adam split up like atoms
Like the Molecule Man
Now all of you stand
Like a congregation
On the basement titric
Hip hop, not carin', sharin',
Tearin' Jones here in clones,
Wearin' bones, skeletons
Your plasma is like gelatin
And tell a friend who's developin'
'cause Del's intelligent
Yeah, my lyrical technique, will make ya body freak,
My lyrical technique, will make ya body tweak,
My lyrical technique, will make ya body seek,
The beaning, double-teaming, on your motherphuckin' brain.
Yeah, see that hoe, too, yeah, bitch, fuck
"Your skull, like a human skull, only one much more huge... it's it's it's humanoid, but I've never heard of one so large..."