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
No Need For Alarm
Del Tha Funkee Homosapien Lyrics
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I wait to see your skull vibrate
when I bury the hatchet, I hope you catch it, I'll attach it
to his focus, when I broke his head in half
Feel the wrath, on my behalf
I drop math, and english, leave you squeamish
Then I squish your wish you're all fuckin dreamers (alla y'all)
No time for tiddlywinks - if your titties is pink
But you can blow pipe, my style is so tight
I be carvin, MC's when I'm starvin (I'm hungry)
You little chunks of punks that I dunks in my coffee
Get off me, I'm not your softie
But you will cough for your breath and phlegm, death to them
And silly broads, I fuck 'em and I chuck 'em (why?)
In the river, without a liver
And I donate to science, cause I'm a giver
The mysterious clearly busts brains with my brawn
Ask Sean, Cassidy about how I trash MC's
On the daily, Alex Haley had to write about it
Doubt it but it's true, get a clue (get a clue)
I'm tellin you the truth you'll be toothless
The boots get smoked like they on fire, I desire
Like Salt'N'Pepa, I'll fuck a fat heffer (yeah)
like I was Fritz the Cat, and she admits to fat
So I'm movin removin wackness from my stratosphere
If I thought that that was near
[CHORUS: repeat 4X w/ variations]
"You still bet that you can harm me, but you don't alarm me.."
[Del]
Listen to this
You're just a test tube baby, you can't fade me, but hey G
Your style is lazy, boy you're crazy
Losin it, check out my fusion kit (here it is)
It's welding rhymes and propelling, swelling (rrrahh)
Getting bigger, getting niggaz in headlocks
Instead lock your scanners on Bruce Banner
I crush fools plus tunes used by the master
will blast you into Tuesday, when I bruise a
motherfucker, who mother suck a cock
and his brother fuck a jock, and his sister, got blisters
on her lips that be spreadin, she be-headin (yes she do)
Showin cleavage, with my futuristic styles I leave kids
in a trance, hypnotizin your eyes spin
back in your head like you dead but instead you was buggin
Ugly bitches get the dillz after shows (shows)
Cause I don't be runnin after hoes that be stank
I thank the Lord, for my thought
connected to the microphone, so check the cycle tone
that I be arousin, housin your blouse and your pumps
The mac daddy makes you jump! (yeah)
I pump info, into nymphos, who be bonin
Clonin, Vanessa Del Rio
And yes sir Del see no evil, hear no evil
It's normal, I come formal, to keep 'em warm 'til the morn'
[CHORUS]
[sample in chorus repeats to fade]
The lyrics to "No Need For Alarm" by Del Tha Funkee Homosapien, contain a lot of aggression, bravado, and wordplay. The rapper describes a violent encounter in the first verse, where he talks about burying a hatchet in someone's head and attaching it to their focus. He then goes on to boast about his skills as an MC, making references to mathematics and English. He dismisses anyone who is not up to his standards, calling them dreamers, and asserts his dominance by dunking on them like "chunks of punks" in his coffee. Del also talks about his sexual exploits, using derogatory language to describe women and their bodies. However, amidst all this aggression, there is also a sense of humor and wit present in the lyrics. Del uses clever wordplay and references to pop culture to create a unique style that sets him apart from other rappers.
Line by Line Meaning
I wait to see your skull vibrate
I look forward to your reaction when I confront you
when I bury the hatchet, I hope you catch it, I'll attach it
When we reconcile, I hope you make an effort to maintain the peace
to his focus, when I broke his head in half
I caused severe damage to his mental clarity
Feel the wrath, on my behalf
Experience the consequences of opposing me
I drop math, and english, leave you squeamish
My lyrics are so advanced that they may intimidate or unsettle you
Then I squish your wish you're all fuckin dreamers (alla y'all)
I crush your fantasies and expose your delusions
No time for tiddlywinks - if your titties is pink
I'm not interested in frivolous activities or women who fit a certain physical profile
then you are white and I'm not the right man (not for me)
I am not attracted to or compatible with white women
But you can blow pipe, my style is so tight
If you have talent, I will recognize it, but my skills are superior
I be carvin, MC's when I'm starvin (I'm hungry)
I am motivated by hunger to outperform other rappers
You little chunks of punks that I dunks in my coffee
You are insignificant and I defeat you easily
Get off me, I'm not your softie
Don't mistake my kindness for weakness or vulnerability
But you will cough for your breath and phlegm, death to them
You will suffer the consequences of challenging me
And silly broads, I fuck 'em and I chuck 'em (why?)
I engage in casual sex and don't commit to relationships
In the river, without a liver
I dispose of my enemies in a brutal and permanent manner
And I donate to science, cause I'm a giver
I dispose of my victims in a way that benefits society
The mysterious clearly busts brains with my brawn
I am a skilled and powerful rapper who overpowers his opponents
Ask Sean, Cassidy about how I trash MC's
My reputation and ability precede me, and other rappers know not to challenge me
On the daily, Alex Haley had to write about it
My talent and impact on the rap genre are significant enough to be documented by authors
Doubt it but it's true, get a clue (get a clue)
Don't be skeptical of my skills, recognize and learn from them
I'm tellin you the truth you'll be toothless
If you challenge me, I will defeat you and leave you with nothing
The boots get smoked like they on fire, I desire
I defeat my opponents thoroughly and decisively
Like Salt'N'Pepa, I'll fuck a fat heffer (yeah)
I am sexually adventurous and open to partners of various body types
like I was Fritz the Cat, and she admits to fat
I am confident and unashamed of my sexual preferences
So I'm movin removin wackness from my stratosphere
I am committed to avoiding and eliminating subpar performers
You're just a test tube baby, you can't fade me, but hey G
You are inferior and cannot compete with me
Your style is lazy, boy you're crazy
Your lack of effort and creativity is unacceptable
Losin it, check out my fusion kit (here it is)
I am versatile and experimental in my approach to rap music
It's welding rhymes and propelling, swelling (rrrahh)
My music combines diverse elements and creates a powerful impact
Getting bigger, getting niggaz in headlocks
My influence and dominance over the rap scene is increasing
Instead lock your scanners on Bruce Banner
Focus on the power and intensity of my music
I crush fools plus tunes used by the master
I excel in both lyrical ability and musical production
will blast you into Tuesday, when I bruise a
My attacks cause physical and emotional harm to my opponents
motherfucker, who mother suck a cock
I insult and demean those who challenge me
and his brother fuck a jock, and his sister, got blisters
I insult and belittle those who associate with those who challenge me
on her lips that be spreadin, she be-headin (yes she do)
I am sexually promiscuous and not afraid to engage in risky behavior
Showin cleavage, with my futuristic styles I leave kids
My music has a powerful effect on listeners
in a trance, hypnotizin your eyes spin
My music has a hypnotic quality that captivates and disorients listeners
back in your head like you dead but instead you was buggin
My music makes listeners feel disoriented and unsure of their surroundings
Ugly bitches get the dillz after shows (shows)
I am willing to engage in casual sex with unattractive women
Cause I don't be runnin after hoes that be stank
I am selective and discerning in my sexual partners
I thank the Lord, for my thought
I am grateful for my talent and success
connected to the microphone, so check the cycle tone
My connection to music is deeply rooted and natural
that I be arousin, housin your blouse and your pumps
My music has a powerful effect on women
The mac daddy makes you jump! (yeah)
My music is energizing and compelling
I pump info, into nymphos, who be bonin
My music has a powerful sexual energy that affects listeners
Clonin, Vanessa Del Rio
I emulate and celebrate successful artists who inspire me
And yes sir Del see no evil, hear no evil
I am focused solely on my music and do not concern myself with negativity or drama
It's normal, I come formal, to keep 'em warm 'til the morn'
I am a consummate professional and strive to always deliver my best work
"You still bet that you can harm me, but you don't alarm me.."
I am confident in my abilities and undeterred by threats or challenges
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: HIGGINS, MONK/ERVIN, DI FOSCO/DEL
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