In 1996, Del was ready to release his Future Development album. However, just before its release, Del was released from his recording contract with Elektra Records. Around this same time, Souls of Mischief, Extra Prolific and Casual (all members of Del's Hieroglyphics group) were all released from their recording contracts with Jive Records. Frustrated, Del and the rest of Hieroglyphics decided to start their own record label, called Hieroglyphics Imperium. Because of the problems with Elektra, Future Development was available only on cassette via the Hieroglyphics website for a time, until its eventual widespread release on CD in 2002, six years after its proposed release date.
The mistreatment of Del & Hieroglyphics by their record labels became infamous in hip-hop circles, as a perfect example of "industry rule #4080" (record company people are shady). After Hieroglyphics' successful reemergence with their own independent label, Del & Hieroglyphics became an inspiration for some rap artists to start their own labels while keeping the lion's share of the money for themselves. Arguably the efforts of Del & Hieroglyphics paved the way for other famous independent rap labels known today, such as Roc-a-Fella Records or Rawkus Records.
In 1998, Hieroglyphics came out with their first full length album, Third Eye Vision, in which Del shined. The album was well received by both fans and critics. Two years later, Del came out with Both Sides of the Brain, and in 2001, he released Deltron 3030 with Dan the Automator Nakamura and Kid Koala, which garnered extreme praise for its combination of beats and flow and futuristic style. Deltron 3030 helped expand Del’s audience, though not quite to the commercial mainstream.
Del collaborated with Gorillaz for two songs on their debut album, both of which became singles: "Clint Eastwood" and "Rock the House". In their videos he was portrayed as a clown-like ghost. 2003 saw the release of Full Circle, a second album with the Hiero crew. This latest album has gotten many mixed reviews, with some people liking its originality and display of talents of the entire crew, whereas some have complained that Del was seen only sporadically on the album, acting more like a guest artist.
Del’s lyrics often reflect his imaginative interests, offering humor and themes not usually found in most new hip hop, including video games, bad hygiene, intergalactic rap battles, and more. In 2000, the song "Positive Contact" from Deltron 3030 was featured in the game Mat Hoffman's Pro BMX. In 2001, the song "If You Must" was featured in the game Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 3. In 2003, the song "Positive Contact" was again featured in a video game - this time in Tony Hawk's Underground. In 2005, the song "Burnt" featuring Hieroglyphics was featured in the game Tony Hawk’s American Wasteland. In 2006, his song "Catch a Bad One" was featured in the game Mark Ecko's Getting Up: Contents Under Pressure.
Eight years following his last solo album, Both Sides of the Brain, in March 2008 Del released his newest solo, titled Eleventh Hour, under the Definitive Jux record label.
In 2009, Del released Del's Leak Pack #1 (download) & #2 (download) via his MySpace page. In April of 2009 he released his 6th solo album, Funk Man (The Stimulus Package). The album was released online and can be downloaded for free here. He also released a second new solo album, Automatic Statik, via his BandCamp site in September of 2009. October of 2009 saw the release of Del's collaboration with Tame One, entitled Parallel Uni-verses. In January of 2014, he dropped a free album titled Iller Than Most online. On April 20th 2018, Del and producer AMPLIVE collaborated for the entirety of their newest project, GATE 13
Jaw Gymnastics
Del Tha Funkee Homosapien Lyrics
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Check it out
Uhhh
Del's back, go get ya life preserver
Aquaman with the flow you might get murdered
You get caught in the slipstream
When I was fifteen
I was ripping
My accent on rap is smashin'
Emcees be past tense
Didn't make the draft pick
Come get ya ass kicked
You awful
And slothful
I'm grease lightning
Hit cha with shit that's uncalled-for
Leave ya jaw broke
Tryna simulate
Gimme a break
You rhyme purely functional
Merely fills the gap
I'm a rhymin' mercenary
I'ma kill the track
My brainstorm cause a cloud burst
Bring forth a rhyme like childbirth
Style search
Tearin' out the whereabouts of lyrics
Somethin' you don't care about
I eviscerate your mental state
Into strips of steak
I'ma situate barbituates to get you baked
Your effeminate image is far from intimidating
Cause my style you're imitating
That's as sin as Satan
Your corny insubordinate rhymes are like a porno flick
Compared to Edgar Allan ya spread ya talent thin
You gotta problem with balancing
Ya equilibrium is givin' up
Ya symmetry is imagery
Your videos are pretty dull
Big budget
But my poetry you covet
Mega-destructive
You can't fuck with
I'm loony wit language
This artform is truly endangered
So I change it, never doing the same shit
I'll make a profit off of oxygen
Phenomenon wit no homonyms
Hit'em wit a sonic boom
Eradicate ya Nom De Plume
Procure of insert a word wit hypodermic earnest
And leave ya burnin' like a furnace
Poetry protagonist
Leave you havin' strict
Advocate of whatever I'm imagining
That's what's happening
Party-goers call me Yoda
I use my force with fortitude
Just sure to groove
And support my crew
Hiero
Vital
Components in the lineage
Of Hip-Hop heritage
Where we go is limitless
(Chorus)
Let's follow along with the rhyme y'all
I bet some of y'all get lost and can't find y'all
Just on a mission to let you know that I'm raw
With the Jaw Gymnastics verbals for your minds y'all
[Casual]
I'm the difference between Hanna Barbara and Hanibal the Barbarian
The metal stiletto ghetto cesarean
Word carryin' clarion
My drum kicks got blood on a steel toe
Nasty like crud on a dildo
For real though
Bram bisque gets bust and break a baller for his billfold
Better beware boy before the shoddy make ya body prostrate
Huh
Before they dope make ya eyes dilate
My rhymes'll gyrate
Irate
Liquid spills covering nine states
Liftin' crime rates
Shiftin' earth plates
Casual amongst the ranks of greats
Bitch niggas get treated and took out like dates
They lightweights
Have dat ass beggin' for another day like Nate
Your hard
Boulevard facade'll get you scared
Get cha shit served preserved
Banned, canned and jarred
And labeled as a fable
Ya unstable
My methods on the mic make money under the table
Pay-Per-View, Digital-TV, or Cable
By cell phone, via satellite, or right at cha label
Hell, you can even send an email
I rip that ass in 500K detail
Use a seasheall
In an ocean of emotion
Periless notions of my delicate delivery devotion
[Del The Funky Homsapien & Casual]
Minimal effort make are shit sound phat
Delvon
And Smash Boogie
We gets down like that
You know I grab the mic
And hit cha tit for tat
Delvon
And Smash Boogie
We gets down like that
(Chorus 2X)
In Del Tha Funkee Homosapien's song Jaw Gymnastics, he introduces himself as back with a flow so powerful it might kill you if you're not prepared to handle it. He compares himself to Aquaman, who controls the slipstream of water. Del tells a story of when he was fifteen; he was "ripping," while the other teenager in his area was "shoplifting." He boasts about how his rapping accent is smashing, and when he is done, most MCs are past tense. He talks about his ability to make a cloud burst with his brainstorm, and he can bring forth a rhyme like child birth. He tears out the whereabouts of lyrics in his style search, which is something nobody cares about. He leaves his opponents' jaw broken, attempting to imitate his style, whereas Del's one of a kind.
Del gets tired of people rhyming functionally to fill gaps. On the other hand, he considers himself a rhyming mercenary who kills tracks. He takes pride in destroying people's mental states and leaving them as strips of steak. Anyone who imitates Del's style should know that it's one of a kind, and their rhymes are like a porno flick compared to Edgar Allan Poe's talent. Del doesn't have any problems balancing, but some people can't maintain their equilibrium because their symmetry is imagery. They have pretty dull videos, even with a big budget, while Del's poetry is coveted by others. Del's art form is truly endangered, and he always evolves and changes it up to make a profit off of it. He hits people with a sonic boom, elaborating on why his art form is the real deal.
The song also features Casual, who considers himself the difference between Hanna Barbara and Hannibal the Barbarian. Casual's style is characterized by word-carrying clarion, with his drum kicks having blood on steel toes similar to crude on a dildo. He tears hip hop ballers and takes their money, shoddy makes people prostrate, dope dilates their eyes, rhymes gyrate, spills over nine states, lifts crime rates, shifts earth plates, and is amongst the ranks of greats. Casual treats lightweight people like dates, taking them out before they beg for another day. He's the one that lifts and rolls the earth at his will, and if he decides to use his power, people will get served, preserved, banned, canned, jarred, and labeled. Casual's methods are money-making under the table, and he can reach you anywhere, whether through cellphones, emails, or satellites.
Line by Line Meaning
Check it out
Pay attention to what I'm about to say
Uhhh
Introducing oneself through a noise
Del's back, go get ya life preserver
I'm back and better than ever
Aquaman with the flow you might get murdered
My rhyming skills are so good that they might kill you
You get caught in the slipstream
You can't keep up with me
When I was fifteen, I was ripping
I was already an expert at rhyming when I was young
You were shoplifting
You were stealing
My accent on rap is smashin'
My style in hip-hop is groundbreaking
Emcees be past tense
Other rappers are already irrelevant
Didn't make the draft pick
They never made it to the top of the industry
Come get ya ass kicked
You're no match for me
You awful
You're terrible
And slothful
Lazy
I'm grease lightning
I am fast and relentless
Hit cha with shit that's uncalled-for
I attack you unexpectedly
Leave ya jaw broke
I will defeat you thoroughly
Tryna simulate
You're attempting to copy
Gimme a break
Stop trying to imitate me
You rhyme purely functional
Your rhymes have no soul
Merely fills the gap
You only rhyme to fill space
I'm a rhymin' mercenary
I'm a skilled wordsmith
I'ma kill the track
I will dominate any beat
My brainstorm cause a cloud burst
My creative ideas are powerful
Bring forth a rhyme like childbirth
My rhymes are born from my creative process
Style search
I'm looking for unique ways to rhyme
Tearin' out the whereabouts of lyrics
I am constantly searching for new sources of inspiration
Somethin' you don't care about
My search is for something that you probably wouldn't appreciate
I eviscerate your mental state
I destroy your mind with my rhymes
Into strips of steak
I dismantle you with precision
I'ma situate barbituates to get you baked
I will use drugs to influence your state of mind
Your effeminate image is far from intimidating
You don't present yourself as a strong figure
Cause my style you're imitating
You try to copy my style, but fail
That's as sin as Satan
That's very wrong
Your corny insubordinate rhymes are like a porno flick
Your rhymes are cheap and disposable
Compared to Edgar Allan ya spread ya talent thin
Your talent is not very impressive compared to great writers like Edgar Allan Poe
You gotta problem with balancing
You can't maintain a consistent style
Ya equilibrium is givin' up
Your sense of balance is failing
Ya symmetry is imagery
Your style is becoming disjointed
Your videos are pretty dull
Your music videos are not interesting
Big budget
You have a lot of money
But my poetry you covet
You try to copy my lyrical skills
Mega-destructive
I'm powerful
You can't fuck with
You can't compete with me
I'm loony wit language
I have a unique style of rhyming
This artform is truly endangered
Hip-hop is in danger of losing its essence
So I change it, never doing the same shit
I am always innovating and trying new things
I'll make a profit off of oxygen
I can make anything profitable with my creative skills
Phenomenon wit no homonyms
My style is unique and unmatched
Hit'em wit a sonic boom
My rhymes hit hard
Eradicate ya Nom De Plume
I will destroy your pen name
Procure of insert a word wit hypodermic earnest
I use words with surgical precision
And leave ya burnin' like a furnace
My rhymes are so intense they will leave you feeling burnt out
Poetry protagonist
I am the main character in hip-hop
Leave you havin' strict
I will leave you defeated
Advocate of whatever I'm imagining
I push boundaries and create something from nothing
That's what's happening
That's what's going on
Party-goers call me Yoda
People admire my wisdom and creativity
I use my force with fortitude
I use my creativity with strength and determination
Just sure to groove
I'm confident in my skills
And support my crew
I always stand with my friends and collaborators
Hiero
Hieroglyphics crew
Vital
Important
Components in the lineage
Essential parts of hip-hop history
Where we go is limitless
There is no limit to our potential
Let's follow along with the rhyme y'all
Let's listen to the lyrics together
I bet some of y'all get lost and can't find y'all
Some of you might not understand my rhymes
Just on a mission to let you know that I'm raw
I want you to know that I'm talented
With the Jaw Gymnastics verbals for your minds y'all
I use my words in a creative and unique way
I'm the difference between Hanna Barbara and Hanibal the Barbarian
I am a unique and untouchable artist
The metal stiletto ghetto cesarean
My rhymes are sharp and cutting
Word carryin' clarion
I use my words to inspire and motivate
My drum kicks got blood on a steel toe
My beats are hard and powerful
Nasty like crud on a dildo
My rhymes are dirty and provocative
For real though
Seriously
Bram bisque gets bust and break a baller for his billfold
I can take down anyone with my rhymes
Better beware boy before the shoddy make ya body prostrate
Beware of me, or I will defeat you
Before they dope make ya eyes dilate
Before you take drugs, be warned
My rhymes'll gyrate
My rhymes are captivating
Irate
Angry
Liquid spills covering nine states
My rhymes are spreading everywhere
Liftin' crime rates
My rhymes are powerful and influential
Shiftin' earth plates
I can change the world with my rhymes
Casual amongst the ranks of greats
Casual is among the best in hip-hop
Bitch niggas get treated and took out like dates
I will defeat anyone who challenges me
They lightweights
They're weak
Have dat ass beggin' for another day like Nate
You'll be begging me to spare you
Your hard
You're tough
Boulevard facade'll get you scared
Your tough image might intimidate some, but not me
Get cha shit served preserved
I will defeat you
Banned, canned and jarred
You're finished
And labeled as a fable
You'll be dismissed as untrue
Ya unstable
You're unpredictable
My methods on the mic make money under the table
I can make a lot of money through my skills
Pay-Per-View, Digital-TV, or Cable
My work can be consumed through various mediums
By cell phone, via satellite, or right at cha label
People can consume my work in different ways
Hell, you can even send an email
My work can be distributed easily through the internet
I rip that ass in 500K detail
I will defeat you in great detail
Use a seasheall
I use unique techniques in my rhymes
In an ocean of emotion
My rhymes are full of feeling
Periless notions of my delicate delivery devotion
My rhymes have a delicate and unique style
Minimal effort make are shit sound phat
I make producing great rhymes look easy
Delvon
Del’s real name
And Smash Boogie
A nickname of Del's
We gets down like that
We’re very skilled at what we do
You know I grab the mic
I am very good at rhyming
And hit cha tit for tat
I can compete with the best in hip-hop
Contributed by Colton O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.