To the beat yall
Rat-a-tat drumming sound
Make it funky
My nigga Tame makes it funky
My nigga El makes it funky
Redman makes it funky
Huh, check it out
One El Da Sensai
I Ego Trip like Ultramag, sag my Girbauds I drag
Competition so listen and raise the white flag
Cause the instructor, of the New Jerz dusts
Another motherfker I discover what no other brother
Can do, hard to handle and to, stamp
I play Tramp like Grace Jones in that movie Vamp
Im fit to wreck shit, I dip into the skit
Spit lyrics exquisite, blitted as I hit it
I suppose I knows the ways of the pros
Bros be like, Oh that niggas got mad flows
Creepll get it deep, I got it when its strict against
Ducks who suck, and didnt have the best defense
I make shit nice, defies with my device
And if Im in a rap fight, you can catch a cap, right
Bust it, whassup what did ya ask me?
Crafty with my sassafrass P-Funk, thought been handy
Dandy Mayor Ave., back in the lab create my trap
Dibble dabble in the midst of the Artifact we have
Swiftness, I blitz, specific and you dig it
From N.J., the Notty Headed Terror and da Sensai
Artifacts, Redman
Pump! Pump! Were lickin off the mad shots
Its the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fkin block
Repeat 3X
Pump! Pump! Were lickin off the mad shots
Its the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fkin!
Two Tame One
Well I come live from the Artifact exhibit as a misfit
Larger than Jurassic Park I lick off like Wilson Pickett
Drama like a talk show I hit more cheese than nacho
Feelin Machu when I Pi on a Coltrane like Roscoe
Hostile underground fossil, nigga bout to rock ya
So peep it how I freak it check the technique yeah I rock ya
I glide like drips and blaze a trail like I was Portland
When ill stressed, I still rock a vest like Ed Norton
The ill king, taking all things cash, crash, and asses
Backstage passes, V.I.P. all access
I got the props pon cock, fk the know-nots
Whose techniques are weaker than the graphics for the Gobots
I rock with raw steel like Sue Richards, when Rick smacks her
Up motherfk that I got more funk than muskrats
With my hocus pocus I can fk up where ya focus
Wit my left hook, dip right jab shuffle I can smoke ya
It dont matter, cause all my shit is fatter than the
Pads on MPC-60s, hit me you got five second to jet G
Straight from the Bricks, now back to the N.J.
The Notty Headed Nigga and da motherfkin Sensai
Hoooaaaahhh! One two, one two, one two
This is for Jersey, haha ahh, ah hah
One two, one two
Three Tame One, MC El
Im the black king, quick to grease my naps with Royal Crown
And aloe vera representin for the Notty Headed nigga era
However whatever my Posse Packs the Pistols
And my Skwad got the Boom, rid the room, get the bitches
The exact Artifact, who is that, you speak of
Leak my speakers, unique and freakin beats track in fact
I be dat, nigga who you look for, in your worst fears
Peace to my nigga Lord Sear and Samere
Display, niggaz from N.J.
Notty Headed Terror and da motherfkin Sensai
Artifacts, Redman
Pump! Pump! Were lickin off the mad shots
Its that Notty Headed Nigga cummin thru ya fkin block
Pump! Pump! Were lickin off the mad shots
Its the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fkin block
Pump! Pump! Were lickin off the mad shots
Big up to Boom Skwads cummin thru ya fkin block
Pump! Pump! Were lickin off the mad shots
Its the Artifacts and Redman cummin thru ya fkin block
Pump! Pump!
Booyaka
Pump! Pump!
For nine-fo
Pump! Pump!
Artifacts get dapped like that yall
Sound of rat-a-tat drumming again
Jerseys in the fkin house yall
New Yorks live in the house yall
Newark is live in the house yall
E-Os live in the house yall
Word is bond in the hizouse yall
Im in the motherfkin hizouse yall
So niggaz get the fkin balls yall