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[El Da
Artifacts be the in this MC fest
Rest any intentions we here to we the fresh
Newark natives, Polo king the zing
to your Walkman, check it how we and sing
Breakin thing, lyrical jackin, mackin
All so-called cypher rappin niggaz I'm
No tricks with fits the hurt like Frank Thomas
To never make the wack jams, to my I promise
Atomic, yet, niggaz gonna to respect
we're bringin to the table check my dialect
Alphabeta, wetta, than man who says he can
a whole block, we put that ass on lock and
Styles be groovy, fake can't fool me
cause I'm a fly brother and you can't school me
be, always sharpened for MC's that be startin
up shit, and fuck with, this rap sargeant
Bluffin, talkin bout nothin, in
These crews be wack, so may I ask, yo skillz at?

[Tame
It's no doubt what I'm bustin yo shit out with my lyrical
Smokin botanicals I be the man that the miracles
if need be, see me on TV and on CD
smokin beadies in 3-D graffiti
My style, interlocks rocks and shocks
cause I'm hot, X marks the spot Sadat watch
I'm so tight with mine, and dime rhymers
are smokin one pushin off the corner from foul line
time teams rewind and can't find mine
They all left behind because my rhymes lack
Wings get pushed back from to asscracks
So check ASCAP, on soundtracks
So act ill, I can peel a skill fresh bills
Crack a like a Phills I smack more ass than Benny Hill
but chill a minute, I'm all up in it infinite
Newark, Jew Jersey resedential areas I turn to burial
for MC's, who don't what I conceive
Or leave a whole speechless, gettin jives to Chucky Cheese
I'm like Jesus to the mic, write My Life out Mary
I'm oh-Blige-d to J. any queen that's sanitary
Don't play me too close, get roasted by the human torch
from Newark, I'm up spots without tour support
I thoughts, with izm sticks and quarts
at rappers who come at me in soft packs like Newports
I that talk, get down and dirty like New York
That's why I'm still fat, kill that, nigga where yo skillz at?

[El Da
But, back to the at hand
Peep my battle plan and be forced to chop that hand
off brothers yo they can't withstand
the pressure, prepare the and the Dristan
in nine-six, these MC's can't miss
If you purchase this, you see why brothers kinda pissed it's
the Mr. Flip Lipper stayin dipped
Always talkin shit, hittin hallways and shit

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I play the parks after and spark L's until my head bust
and bust, plus when I get dusted you'll get messed up
Rollin with neighbors hate me cause I'm famous
Tame is accurate back battle raps fat like battleships
Constantly like a hood rat that's smokin
Got bitches in Hoboken off my potions
Wet like oceans, my notebook atrocious
Be dissin vocal coaches I let them hit my roaches
I handle my Biz like
Brothers be on the corner gossip, hot cause they ain't got shit
Watch this... where yo skillz at