Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Side of da Tracks

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

Some wack stole my black book, I know who took it
I know his whole tag because the fag writes his name
The ink I use might stink but you think
I got my props Hoppes, my tags don't shrink

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

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

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

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

was my thing, I used to spin the back
I never thought I'd spin the wax with to make your hands clap
I could've the other way but no haps
I got my dap on the map with the Bic to a spray cap

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

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

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

The Artifacts are from the wrong 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 Thai
As red as my eyes get, I rocks the fly shit
Back with some ultra flat black catchin' in a sec
Wet paint, ain't shit, I'm on the set

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

I get a sticker my nigga with the bag of 'em
Write my name on 'em I peel off the back of 'em
And stick 'em to victims of underground
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 slurs and kick the bass to the curb
The Artifacts Jack, bringin' the art of back
Some seem to about the ebony that caught wreck

So remember this, tender when you slip in to enter
The Artifacts zone 'cause graffiti's 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 your
The Artifacts out, wrong of da tracks

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

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