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

I like to rip off mics and off dice that roll funny
Gettin' blunted off hoe money
Honies for me for cheese, ease back
Please keep that weave intact, best that Tamer D'll be back

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

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

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

Yo El, Brick City minister

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

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

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

Wait up, let me up the place like boots
Make loot and to rock like Roots
I tear the roof off and when I don't take my boots off
I shoot from the lip and your nose glow like Rudolph

You soft, so let me hit you off all the hardness
Artifacts shit, we got the hard shit
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 into the of styles
Hittin' while you're I'll prove that the child

Be on the different angles, strangle who wanna tangle
With the Flexi, with the ripper
El the what the men say in the back?
that we can't battle rap in combat

Cease that, realize that the Facts mess
Around when we bless down for any test
So bring your nine and your
when you step to these men, your plan best to be correct

Interject with intellect, step steady
Dissin' those who with beef that's petty
Who wanna No one