Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Side of da Tracks

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

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

I'm taggin' and baggin' bitches 'cause my name is famous in the
'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 stale niggaz off the third

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

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

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

Breakin' was my thing, I to spin the back
I never thought I'd the wax with tracks to make your hands clap
I could've went the 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 my shout out uptown like they wanna be down
Avoid the crowds that stab me in the back enough of that
Watch the third rail track, 'cause I don't get zapped

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

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

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

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

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

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

In conclusion snooze when two niggaz from the Jerz
Kick the mad graffiti slurs and kick the bass to the
The Artifacts Jack, bringin' the art of facts
Some seem to forget the ebony that caught wreck

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

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

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

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