Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Side of da Tracks

I'm out to like Vietnam, under the same name Tame One
The bad one, ink master bastard with the Magnum
I tags up quick and then I steps to the
When it's time to get sefted or flex on some fresh

Some crook stole my black book, I know who took it
I know his whole tag because the fag writes his crooked
The ink I use might but you gotta think
I got my props Hoppes, 'cause my tags shrink

I'm taggin' and baggin' bitches 'cause my is famous in the street
'Cause know my name's from cruising in the Jeeps
So yo, grab a can and put your man up and up
For the fresh never niggaz off the third rail

Deep dark and black the Magnum I pack
It's that Artifacts chat from the wrong side of da

The Artifacts are from the side of da tracks
The are from the wrong side
The Artifacts are from the side of da tracks
The are from the wrong side

I load my backpack spray paint Girbaud, couldn't spark the
Tagging up a train, I catch the pound take a
To the train yards and think back, I used to write that
Shit that to hit had all the mad color tips

Breakin' was my thing, I to spin the back
I never thought I'd spin the wax with tracks to your hands clap
I went the other way but no haps
I got my dap on the map the Bic down to a spray cap

Niggaz used to doubt to my but now I turn 'em out
They shout my shout out like they wanna be down
Avoid the crowds that wanna me in the back enough of that
Watch the third track, 'cause I don't wanna get zapped

I burn to show my name no shame
Don't put the blame down on my nigga Tame
Brothers don't wanna see me grow to get my cash
I have no remorse, so check me out in The

The are from the wrong side of da tracks
The are from the wrong side
The Artifacts are from the wrong side of da
The are from the wrong side

The Artifacts are the wrong side of da tracks
The Artifacts are from the side
The are from the wrong side of da tracks
The Artifacts are from the wrong

I burn my name up quick like a stick
As red as my eyes get, I rocks the fly shit
Back with some flat black catchin' wreck in a sec
Wet paint, shit, when I'm on the set

I'm live like the third rail, on time like a train
The name Tame got fame so fuck a last name
I tags mad when I drag a fat of ism
out with New Editions like Mike Bivins

I get a from my nigga with the bag of 'em
Write my on 'em then I peel off the back of 'em
And stick 'em to victims of systems
Let the toys bring the noise, me and my boys are gonna 'em

In conclusion don't snooze when two niggaz the Jerz
Kick the mad graffiti slurs and the bass to the curb
The Jack, bringin' the art of facts back
seem to forget about the ebony that caught wreck

So remember this, you're tender when you slip in to
The Artifacts zone graffiti's still growin'
To kick ass slash let me tag
Why is that black? Because the wack jack was as a fag

So don't cross the path that's the gat to back
The Artifacts out, wrong of da tracks

The Artifacts are the wrong side of da tracks
The are from the wrong side
The Artifacts are the wrong side of da tracks
The are from the wrong side

The Artifacts are the wrong side of da tracks
The are from the wrong side
The Artifacts are from the wrong side of da
The are from the wrong side