Art Of Facts lyrics

Intro: Tame One

As Mellow Max passes the blunts to Skully
We`re about to come get nutty up in here
Artifacts, nine-six tricks
Sean J. with the beat
Complete, with the Artifact techniques

Verse One: Tame One

I like to rip off mics and clock off dice that roll funny
Gettin blunted off somebody`s hoe money
Honies beepin for me for cheese, ease back, please keep that weave intact
Best believe that Tamer D`ll be back
Get the weed sacks relax, fuck a flick from Blockbuster
I`ma touch ya, provin who got the bomb like Russia
Friendly neighborhood rap hood, with goods
could it be? Yes, no question
(*DJ Kaos cuts `Tame One`*) Now let`s start up the session
Kick a rap out til I black out, check out when I wreck out
throwin backs out, laughin out loud when niggaz crap out
Me I want more G`s than the LAPD
from when I wrote my first rhyme in eighty-three
With each speech released I reach mad blocks
Analyzin more spots than Matlock
Now I got this rappin shit on padlock
You only half-rock, my shit returns like resurrections
in religion, was fuckin with the fact we only bullshittin

*DJ Kaos cuts and scratches `Yo El`, `Sinister Brick City minister`*

Verse Two: El Da Sensai, Tame One

One two, yo
Start takin notes, statin all quotes
Niggaz couldn`t see me 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 this? Kickin in your Benz-y box crisp

As long as the Boom Skwad is hearing me clear
there ain`t another rapper here that`s gonna G this year (yeah)
Lyric for lyric we exhibit mass appeal
Stayi
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