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As Mellow Max passes the to Skully
about to come get nutty up in here
Artifacts, nine-six tricks, Sean J. the beat
Complete the Artifact techniques

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

Get the sacks relax, fuck a flick from Blockbuster
touch ya, provin' who got the bomb like Russia
Friendly neighborhood rap hood 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' backs out, out loud
When crap out, me I want more G's than the LAPD
when I wrote my first rhyme in eighty-three

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

Yo El, Brick City minister

One two, yo, start notes, statin' all quotes
couldn't see me through an optometrist scope
Open, by the rhythm MC's that's
New Jerusalem, Artifacts be the

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

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

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

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

Many ask how I be up my shit
Like the format and how it match or fit
I just, dig into the X-Files of
while you're missin' I'll prove that the child

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

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

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