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 flow master with the Magnum
I up quick and then I steps to the exit
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 stink but you think
I got my Hoppes, 'cause my tags don't shrink

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

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

The Artifacts are from the wrong side of da
The are from the wrong side
The are from the wrong side of da tracks
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 a trip
To the train and think back, when I used to write that
Shit used to hit had all the mad color tips

Breakin' was my thing, I used to spin the
I thought I'd spin the wax with tracks to make your hands clap
I could've went the other way but no
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
shout my shout out uptown like they wanna be down
Avoid the crowds that wanna stab me in the back of that
Watch the rail track, 'cause I don't wanna get zapped

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 Artifacts are the wrong side

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