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[El Da
Aiyyo check dis dat, MC El my shit fat
Rockin off bugged track, you say we're wack yo fuck dat
Word to life I kick the hyper ? my rap'll gather
after, my master of the dip dapper
I hold the fort with my sorts, rap
I got on my dick, from down South to up North
Rhymes rip the hipper nigga, take a
MC El the rigger of the fat you can't figure
out the ass you can't pass up
My rizzle dizzle dazzle, tears up the like ?
I blows with my bust your nose kick the ass of pros
who ain't, got the how-knows, to make the go (HO!)
Out they see, complete my rap
Take up mad Chiefs, I go through 60 packs in a
Attackin New Jeru, as I do my
shit everyday, peace to niggaz my way
From Da Bricks, where every it got mad crews
MC El Da Sensai with the of New Jeruz

Artifacts

Attack, of Attack of New Jeruzalum (2X)
"Check it, who wreck it? I flows the next shit" (2X)

[Tame
as I step up, my fuckin reps up, and snappin quicker
I'm slicker a zipper, get more wet than Flipper
Got trunks and crates, full of breaks
I'll Bootsy make a loop and you get souped because I'm great
With the four bar sample, add a bass and
on my dick for my tricks, when I fix the remix
I this disc with emphasis, since
dead presidents took residence, from dollars and
I got pull like Magneto rollin cee-lo steel dice
My black book make, more people petrol Heidi Floess
I'm nice on mic jacks, and murder to a dub
The Headed ruffneck, Tame don't give a fuck yet
I jump up the funk to smoke the blunt like a tree trunk
I get blitt, to rip shit, still piss and call punks
My knotty throwin blows like ?
The trooper's zooted off the funky herbal buddha
Don't test me, press or even to try to serve me
Cause I'm down and dirty the undergrounds of Jersey
Word to Fats daddy cause I'm fatter than your
Ladies and gentlemen, Tame got more than Wimbledon
So step up and get your fronts
by the blunt crackin rapper, and get bitch before I smack her

Artifacts

Attack, of what? Attack of New (4X)
"Check it, who wanna it? I flows the next shit" (4X)

(Ehh heh eh, a special at my show)

[Jay
The J the A the Y the B the U the R the N
Watch your back look your shoulder, I'm bout to roll you over
with a bulldozer, get on the CB one
I pulve-rize a, MC cause I'm nicer
Click click click, I hunt MC's like I'm the
Don't it's ? cause I kill like I'm a matador
bust through my lips just like I sing a song
Jay got flavor, than goya, adobo
I'm wreckin and tapes, with "That's Them" logo
Keeps you jumpin like a pogo are dancin doin a go-go
I got the killer instinct, MC's extinct
Pep more ginseng, always mad testing
I rrrrrrrrrrip, backwards I pirrrrrrrrr
Fester, I keep the stage warmer than
No way to it, my style is automatic
Many MC system shut down when your gun around
I roll more chicks in stirrups, than Lou Diamond Phillips
Makin swell up, ??
I step up in a violent rage the five-oh damn
Jay B's gonna give your ass a new cage
Blacked out, with the Artifacts, I the nonstop rap
MC El and One got my back
In the attack, of Attack of New Jeruzalem

Artifacts

Attack, of Attack of New Jeruzalum (4X)
"Soul in my strut, in my hustle" (4X)