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As Mellow Max the blunts to Skully
We're about to come get up in here
Artifacts, nine-six tricks, J. with the beat
Complete the Artifact techniques

I like to rip off mics and clock off that roll funny
Gettin' off somebody's hoe money
Honies beepin' for me for cheese, back
keep that weave intact, best believe that Tamer D'll be back

Get the sacks relax, fuck a flick from Blockbuster
I'ma touch ya, provin' who got the bomb Russia
Friendly neighborhood rap hood goods
it be? Yes, no question

Now let's start up the session, a rap out 'til I black out
Check out when I out, throwin' backs out, laughin' out loud
When niggaz crap out, me I want more G's the LAPD
From I wrote my first rhyme in eighty-three

With each speech released I reach mad
more spots than Matlock, now I got this rappin' shit on padlock
You only half-rock, my returns like resurrections in religion
Was fuckin' with the fact we only

Yo El, Sinister Brick City

One two, yo, start takin' notes, all quotes
Niggaz couldn't see me through an scope
Open, by the MC's that's hardest
New Jerusalem, be the oddest

Main target, crews who think they bringin' the
Who's this? in your Benz-y box crisp
As as the Boom Skwad is hearing me clear
There ain't another rapper here gonna G this year
(Yeah)

Lyric for we exhibit mass appeal, stayin' Real like Erick Sermon
Drunk off the funk it was bourbon, rollin' up Big Willie like Suburban
Blazers make a wager, blows up like a pager
Makin' you wake up early, your girlie turn my tape up

up, let me lace up the place like boots
Make loot and proceed to rock like
I tear the off and when I fuck don't take my boots off
I shoot from the lip and make your nose like Rudolph

You soft, so let me hit you off with all the
shit, we got the hard shit regardless
Punks pop junk, Tame and the Sensai 'em all beat

Many ask how I be up my shit
the format and how it don't match or fit
I just, dig the X-Files of styles
Hittin' while you're missin' prove that the child

Be on the different angles, strangle those who tangle
With the Flexi, with the Technique
El the Sensai the men say in the back?
Thinkin' that we can't battle rap in

Cease that, realize that the don't mess
Around when we bless sounds down for any
So your nine and your vest
'Cause when you step to these men, your best to be correct

Interject with intellect, step steady
Dissin' who pose with beef that's petty
Who battle? No one