Notty Headed Nigguhz-Artifacts

[Tame One] Artifacts, check around my f**kin BLOCK, I X-Men like Cyclops When I lift my shades up, my eyes blaze Ghetto Red Hot But as is, my ad-libs, are more wicked than bad kids Ask Biz if Tame leaves marks like a sh*t skid [El Da Sensai] It＇s the Mister, on a mission mixer of the rougher Mix the snuff that get you up ? but no style is tougher I dismiss crews, I bruise, snooze ya losin Groovin provin I can do in men who went out smoother Artifact chart, my rap gat starts to battle Tracks be fat so who dat? Ni**a I be through black [Tame One] I get biz on b**ches, puff izz with my cousins Tame sh*t so wild, honies roll they eyes like Teddy Ruxpin I hit mad skins, then roll up bills on the reals My skills mad ill, but chill kid, everything＇s real From naps up top, down to the wrinkles in my Reeboks I＇m up late like Leno playin demos from my toolbox My crew rocks, two blocks away from the buddha spot I＇m out but don＇t get it f**ked up, cause I wsnt you to rock [El Da Sensai] I come from the slums of New Jeruz I do bums Who can＇t adapt no haps son, you know I close on caption You know this, boss *z like Lex to Mr. Otis You can＇t hold this B**CH I＇m swift like a lotus .. [Tame One] Well it＇s the wiseguy, who never did a driveby But I fly zones, and shine like chrome, on 7:35 I, play my Hi-Fi, volume up sky high Talkin buddha thai, don＇t bother tryin to fascinate my eye I got 2020 like Baba Wawa on a Friday Buy my tape, so I can put a Cruiser in my driveway Say hi Tame, pass the dutch so I can take a puff Of Born Cypher Cypher Master, I never get enough No curls, no braids, peasy heads still get paid Smokin sassy-frassy, that