[Intro: Del the Funky Homosapien]
You try to get over you're gonna go under
I say you try to get over you're gonna go under (What that fool say?)
He say you try to get over you're gonna go under
Literally, it's 3030, man
I ain't got time to be wasting time on slow pokes

[Verse 1: Del the Funky Homosapien]
I want y'all to, get open, like the ocean
Brothers be buggin' like "He's from Oakland?"
What? I'll whoop you, insinuatin' we ain't capable
Stupid ass fools is gonna rape a ho
A few out a thousand
My town is founding fathers of the Black Panthers, we provide answers
You don't wanna believe then y'all some blind bastards
Thеy got you set up real good: genеralizing
Industry rising while energy's declining
Fools think I'm whinin'
Really? I don't give a shit
'Cause everybody's dying but y'all think that's the end of it
That's why it's so easy to be a Benedict
Or imitate 'cause they couldn't teach you algebra when you was eight
Now you fourty-eight and you hate children
Forgot where you came from, now you straight illin'
Don't fight the feelin', you better deal with it
[Chorus: Del the Funky Homosapien]
People have a memory loss
Check, they trying to get over, over, over
People have a memory loss
Check, they trying to get over, trying to get over
People have a memory loss
Check, they trying to get over, over, over
People have a memory loss
Yo, they trying to get over, I'ma go for mine

[Verse 2: Del the Funky Homosapien]
It don't matter what you do or say
Try to get away and I'm gonna catch ya
Wanna compare yourself to them
Well, guess what, homeboy? You don't match up
I'm my own individual so I know it isn't true just because you say it is
'Cause anything that's truth got proof that ain't you
That's simply just the way it is
Sing

[Pre-Chorus: Sean Lennon, Del the Funky Homosapien]
Looking up the sky is red
City's burning up over head (Flame on, baby)
We can make the best of it (We can make the best)
In this post apocalypse (Right on)
[Chorus: Del the Funky Homosapien]
People have a memory loss
Check, they trying to get over, over, over
People have a memory loss
Check, they trying to get over, trying to get over
People have a memory loss
Ayy, they trying to get over, over, over
People have a memory loss
Hey, they trying to get over, I'ma go for mine

[Verse 3: Del the Funky Homosapien]
Yo, I'm on some real shit so real brothers feel this
'Cause we know reality is crazy
That's why nothin' amaze me, look in your past
You might have to go farther then the book in your class
My brother cookin' some crack, his moms get the first hit
That's okay with you? That's ok with me
I'm not here to judge the way you be
I got my own complications the government shoeless rations
Plantations for man labor for five dollars for hourly intervals
I get a G for that
So believe what I spit to you is given back
Don't think I'm livin' that dream
When the IRS repossess most of your cream
It's like I dream when I die I wake up
I see all the people I disrespected and try to make up
It's praise to the Creator, relate to nature
[Chorus: Del the Funky Homosapien]
People have a memory loss
Check, they trying to get over, over, over
People have a memory loss
Hey, they trying to get over, trying to get over
People have a memory loss
Hey, they trying to get over, over, over
People have a memory loss
Huh, they trying to get over, I'ma go for mine

[Outro: Del the Funky Homosapien]
Yo, I think I'ma do one more for you, alright? Okay?