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 bastard the Magnum
I tags up and then I steps to the exit
When it's to get sefted or flex on some fresh shit

Some wack crook stole my 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 props Hoppes, my tags don't shrink

I'm taggin' and baggin' bitches 'cause my is famous in the street
'Cause they 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 rail

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

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

was my thing, I used to spin the back
I never thought I'd 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

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

Pieces I to show my name no shame
Don't wanna put the blame down on my Tame
Brothers wanna see me grow 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 from the side
The Artifacts are from the wrong of da tracks
The Artifacts are the wrong side

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

I burn my name up like a Thai stick
As red as my eyes get, I still rocks the fly
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 got fame so fuck a last name
I tags mad I drag a fat sack of ism
out with New Editions like Mike Bivins

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

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

So remember this, you're tender when you in to enter
The zone 'cause graffiti's still growin'
To kick ass 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 your
The Artifacts out, wrong side of da

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