Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Side of da Tracks

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

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

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

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

The Artifacts are from the wrong of da tracks
The Artifacts are the wrong side
The are from the wrong side of da tracks
The Artifacts are from the 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 back, when I used to write that
Shit that used to hit had all the mad tips

Breakin' was my thing, I used to the back
I never thought I'd the wax with tracks 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 used to doubt to my clout but now I 'em out
They shout my shout out uptown like they wanna be
Avoid the crowds that stab me in the back enough of that
Watch the third rail track, 'cause I wanna get zapped

Pieces I burn to 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 the wrong side

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

I burn my name up quick a Thai stick
As red as my eyes get, I still rocks the fly
Back with some ultra black catchin' wreck in a sec
Wet paint, ain't shit, I'm on the set

I'm like the third rail, on time like a fast train
The Tame alone got fame so fuck a last name
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
my name on 'em then I peel off the back of 'em
And stick 'em to victims of underground
Let the toys bring the noise, me and my are gonna diss 'em

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

So remember this, tender 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 jack was known as a fag

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

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

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