Artifact Lyrics
Artifact Lyrics
"To Ya Chest Lyrics"
Jaywalkin' Lyrics
I'm the evil that's in this world I'm the evil in you I'm the evil that's in this world There's too much evil, it's true I can walk with Kings I can walk with Queens I can walk for dreams I can walk with angels I would
I'm the evil that's in this world I'm the evil in you I'm the evil that's in this world There's too much evil, it's true I can walk with Kings I can walk with Queens I can walk for dreams I can walk with angels I would
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Yeah
For all those affiliated
Yeah yeah
[Tame One]
Word is bond my songs ain't wack, and any nigga
who thinks that, they must can't rap, and can't get that
I got dues with receipts, peeps who make mad beats
So if you get souped, I add beef
Commander in Chief of the belief fonta leafs burn slower
The end knot mixin E&J with soda keeps me geeked up
So if you got weed then speak up
so I can twist up and leave you with that shit in tea cups
Jump Around Lyrics
Pack it up, pack it in Let me begin I came to win Battle me that's a sin I won't take the slack up Punk you'd better back up Try and play the role and yo the whole crew will act up Get up, stand up, come on! Come on, throw y
Pack it up, pack it in Let me begin I came to win Battle me that's a sin I won't take the slack up Punk you'd better back up Try and play the role and yo the whole crew will act up Get up, stand up, come on! Come on, throw y
We bust the raps that matter, while you battle
your own boys, just to check to see who's fatter
I put it together like McGyver, bombin your rhyme cypher
Helpin to represent funk like diapers
I'm one of them prime time rhymes without rotation
but I'm patient, cause Tame One don't owe no station nathan
I'd rather hide my tape collection like I'm Nixon
Watergate nine-six in effect, the deck's missin
Chorus: El Da Sensai
Crews get taken out quick, who's the best
Tame
Forty And Above Lyrics
I was 18 she was 45 I met her in some sleazy dive I bought her a drink, she bought me five She tells me that she lives nearby She has this (?) look in her eyes I say ok, let's go there now Oh yeah, oh wow, so good, oh yeah
nd MC El bringin lyrics to ya chest, one twoI was 18 she was 45 I met her in some sleazy dive I bought her a drink, she bought me five She tells me that she lives nearby She has this (?) look in her eyes I say ok, let's go there now Oh yeah, oh wow, so good, oh yeah
(repeat 2X)
[El Da Sensai]
One two, Artifacts, nine-six
My forms, patterns, some might think it's arrogant
I'm transparent, but with lyrics it's apparent
That I be the greater rhyme stater with the data
Saturn Sega, player, wack nigga hater
Instant flow, like five minute grits flips
To rock for the Jack's haps be on some other shit
Uncover skits like a private dick hits
From all different directions, chop you into sections
Drifting gardens Eruptions Fly over scandal Hidden princes, ambassadors, Kings, queens and apprentices Cloud castles in between Fantasy and reality, Fantasy and reality The last piece is in between, in a clear blow
raps, and brawls, touch all jaws
with the gall, foot in the mix like Hammer grammar forms
Check the track, flip the song Hits From the Bong, wrong
Side bumpin in your ride
Graffitism tokin ism gaggin off the lyrical jism
New Jersey native, creative with the sorts
B-boy wishin for battles check the injury reports
But there are no flaws in this rap lord's rest
Open wide niggaz, we bring it to ya chest
Chorus