, Sensai..." "Artifacts shit, we got the hard shit regardless" [repeat] "Kaos on the one two Tech" "Kaos on the one two Techs with cuts that wreck" "
We know schematics on rapper's theatrics Only a few can freak status, Artifacts techniques can freak from here to Dalls, leavin you to clean up like Alice, shit's
niggaz up because my rhymes be breakin atoms stranger, ProForm arranger Fake U-SA Polo shirt stainer with the tec that's never plainer indent, that's
Mary J. Blige 'What's the 411' tape which I could swear has been set to B.I.G.'s "Who Shot Ya" based on the sound of the beat (Artifacts assure me that
like neats rapper that's fleet Step on competiton with my hollowtip cleats Past the rumors, that, the Artifacts got lazy that's crazy Makin joints that
a dive Kickin skills live, as we return from the wrongside Uhh, it's like that Layin shit down on the map Artifact crew, in the house like this like that
get your groove on, or get moved on" And ya don't stop! [x2] [Lord Finesse] Uhh, check it It's the grand hitter, that's stands bigger in your transistor That's
's high Stamina a hundred, leave your team ass dry [Tame] It's still our nature to hate ya play you out like Las Vegas cause my crew's got more game
And lose it, when we play niggaz the new shit (That's that shit!) Cross this T, watch me dot your eye Stay on your P's and Q's, niggaz I've mastered my
your phonograph as is, producer credit under Showbiz That's Them blend lick shot, movin with strategical lethal, rhyme style, considered unbelievable [Chorus] [Verse Three: Tame One] Picture this like it's
two [x2] [El Da Sensai] One two, Artifacts, nine-six My forms, patterns, some might think it's arrogant I'm transparent, but with lyrics it's apparent That
through an optometrist scope Open, by the rhythm MC's that's hardest New Jerusalem, Artifacts be the oddest Main target, crews who think they bringin the news Who's
come at me in soft packs like Newports I walk that talk, get down and dirty like New York That's why I'm still fat, beef kill that, nigga where yo skillz
to measure Size up, MC's that need to wise up, fuckin they lives up Urban survivalist, live with this, closed style (whassup) tribalist, that gets, all up in your shit (That's Them
't touring there ain't no rapper on the street scorin (word up) and that's word to my moms [Chorus: Artifacts] It's gettin hot - it's gettin hot MC's
the ad-libs behind it Time it, the rapper's precionist, ain't no dissin us It's just, another rap attack for your to discuss It's us, fresh in the flesh
