Luyện nghe bài hát Wrong Side of da Tracks

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

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

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

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

The Artifacts are from the wrong 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 my backpack with spray paint Girbaud, couldn't spark the
Tagging up a train, I catch the pound a trip
To the train yards and think back, when I used to that
Shit that used to hit had all the mad tips

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm live the third rail, on time like 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 New Editions like Mike Bivins

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

In don't snooze when two niggaz from the Jerz
the mad graffiti slurs and kick 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, tender when you slip in to enter
The zone 'cause graffiti's still growin'
To kick ass pizazz let me tag
Why is that black? Because the wack was known as a fag

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

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

The Artifacts are from the 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